Poem???

Hey there kiddos I'm going to write a poem yeah here it goes.
Btw RHYMING IS FOR CHUMPS


The crows stopped coming to my father's yard.
Regardless of the crumbs he threw.
He waited and waited.
Yet moments turned to minutes,
And those minutes started growing,
They stretched and ran,
And just kept going.

He threw a bit more
And sat there waiting.
He stayed on his stoop
Like he had never left
Yet

Holy crap I can't write poems someone please stop me.


Anyway, my anxiety is really bad and I don't wanna write Right now.

Cheers