Although most of my poems are bad, I am pleased to write one for this special fornight.....Thanks to Caferati, it has plaform for bad poetry too....merrily I will use jarring or discordant sounds, happily I can irritate the good poets.....
There was an invitation
To the read-meet of poetry
Just two block away
From my normal route of loitering
I rhymed and chimed the verses
As I saw the poets passing
But none heard my poems
Although all were so classic
They didn’t even look at me
For that I was angry
I tortured them then
By spewing out my bad poetry
Stop! Said the poet
A distinguished member of that clan
Please don’t rhyme any more
You might ruin the party plan
Your poetry has no meter
It is worse than a broken disc
You might create a commotion
And that I cannot risk
Friends, come on over here
Bring six bottles of beer
Drain it down his throat
So that he cannot swear
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
Hic! Hic! Hic!
I was a good poet, hic
I could perform a good poetry
But they did not invite me
Those Gawd-Damn, blistering... Hic!
Godawful Poetry Fortnight
Hehehe! You failed! This is quite an interesting poem.
ReplyDeleteDo we disqualify you on those grounds?