Saturday, February 20, 2010

Very Bad Poetry

Essentials:

Like a keybored types, another walks. 
It is the button to a knew tomorrow.
I Love the click, click, click, clicking sound. 
It files me with much joy.
Paper is the key.
The key to the knew tomorrow.
You must have it to make it work.
Without the paper, it is nothing.
Not something.
Not a king.
Not some bling. 
Perhaps a sting.
But nothing.
The paper is essential. 
The paper. 
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3 comments:

  1. Genevive Louise NoetteFebruary 22, 2010 at 3:43 PM

    Dear Miss Granger,
    What can I say? You did your job. This poem made me cringe. Good work in fulfilling the assignment criteria! Especially the melodramatic ending "The paper is essential. The paper." Yuck!
    Great Job in writing bad poetry,
    Genevive Louise Noette

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  2. Mike WeirFebruary 23, 2010 at 9:11 PM

    I agree!! This poem had me goin. Very nicely done.

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  3. ShwayzeFebruary 25, 2010 at 7:33 AM

    you spelled knew wrong. paper is the key to happyness but only if you use it right

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