Bad Poem Gone Good

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

I was assigned to write the worst poem that I could think of and this is what came out. It turned out that my teacher loved it and compared to a Billy Collins poem, yaay:)

What are this enthransic tremonoguey?

Iciconic roads

And sharapentical blankets that cover

Thronopalatin filled lungs

And skin that extranagates away

And strangegated screams

That demolish my antromonolism of humaniacial life.

What are this pliamonidai that engulf

The rughatistibal, pliamonogianal concept of life.

The priamonious carved dressers,

The drigionous ways of the common wranpion,

And requiosonical pulses of my hiatonic quifalous left me to thindricate,

Can it be that the epinephrinious cells have died and left us to fredalicize,

“What are this?”


Submitted: June 09, 2014

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