"And I stole his motorcycle" ?
Here's a poem I wrote in a random mood:
The Day That I Died
I was once thrown off a plane
For acting like that dude John Wayne
I pondered twice as I fell through the air
"How could anyone comb their hair?"
I landed on the ground far below with a thump
Then rubbed my head, which had acquired a bump.
I jumped to my feet when I thought of cheese
And then I just randomly fell to my knees
And I whined pitifully "Please God please
Be kind to give me some cheese?"
When out of the ground came cheese with wings
[Very different from any sort of normal things]
I grabbed a lamp, flicked it off,
Fell in a hole and let out a cough.
Into a two inch puddle I rolled
While the bell in my watch loudly tolled.
I lay there and drowned my poor little self
Dusted a penny and put it on a shelf.
I died that day, in a puddle I drowned
Laying, just laying, upon the ground.