Poetry Poem

June 2, 2012
By KevinONeal SILVER, Oceanside, California
KevinONeal SILVER, Oceanside, California
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Favorite Quote:
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. - Mark Twain


Oh, poetry, how I hate all of you.
The very mention of your name scares me.
You look very ugly and you smell like poo.
The rhyming brings me to tears, much like she.
She too hates your pentameter oh yes.
Even so, you make my life a big drag.
I hate you so much more, she hates you less.
Poetry is so easy, I must brag.
All you do is write stupid stuff in box.
Then pretend that is has some deep meaning.
I argue that this is about an ox.
Oh look, I’m going hot air ballooning.
Deep meanings of nothingness in my prose.
Happy Birthday David, I pick my nose.


The author's comments:
I had to write this for English class. Dedicated to my friend David, it was his birthday the day I wrote it. Hope you like it.

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