I Hate Keira Knightley

Pyramid

Keira Knightley sits in a pot plant
Outside my window sill.
She's been there for weeks
But hasnt damaged a leaf
So I dont mind if she's there.

Keira Knightley moves so slightly
Along the fronds in the dark.
In daylight she hides
From UV rays and small birds
Who might pick her off as a treat.

Keira Knightley spoke very quietly
Gnashing her teeth the other morning.
Her voice was piercing
So ear bleeding annoying
That I picked her up like a twig.

I removed Keira Knightley
Force fed her with icecream
Then bandaged her mouth for some peace.

I lost Keira Knighley
It doesnt worry me
No way of finding her among all the sticks.

Onion Man

I don't know much about poetry, but I know I like this.