Monday, August 18, 2008
Bad Poetry Day
August 18th is Bad Poetry Day, a holiday created by the people at Wellcat.com. I think they're trying to invent a holiday for every day that doesn't have a real one.
Anyway, it sounds like a good reason to celebrate. How shall we celebrate? Why with bad poems of course.
I wish I had a dollar for every word that I've writ
For I'd be going shopping to buy a new outfit
I'd buy some shoes that were sparkly and fun
I might eat Chinese, and I'd call you, hon!
We'd chat a bit; I'd pay someone to mow.
We could get massages and take in a show.
Maybe even another with popcorn and Sprite.
I'd have to get home before too late at night.
My husband would wonder just where did I get?
He'd most likely look all around in a snit
He know I'd gone shopping, for sure he could tell;
I know so many places with good things to sell.
So there's my bad poem. Come on, give it a shot!
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