Poetry on Demand? (original poetry)

I was training my new orangutan,

He can prepare meals faster than I can.

Today he brought me a burnt burrito,

I threw that burrito, that's not cool bro.

Now I have to teach him to time travel,

Hopped in the machine, ourselves unravel.

Went too far, now it's 1963,

Orangutan flirted with some girly.

Next thing I know I'm back here on the couch,

Without a burrito now I'm a grouch.