The bad poetry thread

[colly]

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Some poems rhyme
This one doesn't

 

[Scoosh]

There was a man went round the bend -
His limericks just would not end;
It wasn't his fault
They just came to a halt



.

 

[deptfordmarmoset]

There was a man went round the bend -
His limericks just would not end;
It wasn't his fault
They just came to a halt



.

Which is something of a godsend.

 

[Scoosh]

Doesn't quite scan nor rhyme - but not bad (for a first post in this thread ... )

 

[deptfordmarmoset]

Doesn't quite scan nor rhyme - but not bad (for a first post in this thread ... )

I was just trying to add a final line...

 

[colly]

There was a young man on a diet
Whose voice was extremely quiet
And then one day it faded away
............................................................

 

[Aperitif]

I'm not a big fan of verse
Because the pros
are worse

than the cons that accrue
from relaying to you
with a metre increasingly worse.

And prosidy
don't mean a favour
for road shoes

But
an adjust; meant to help
peruse.

 

[Cush]

She sat up on my knee
and did decree
You have had your fun
You have put a bun in me
Now you must marry me

Said I to she
Because of your bun
You shall see how fast I can run (ride)

Said she to me
My father can run (ride)
and he has a gun
So they shall marry me

 

[ufkacbln]

The dead swans lay in the stagnant pool.
They lay. They rotted. They turned
Around occasionally.
Bits of flesh dropped off them from
Time to time.
And sank into the pool's mire.
They also smelt a great deal.

Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of7 Wasp Villas, Greenbridge, Essex, GB10 1LL.

(HHG joke - The very worst poetry of all perished along with its creator, Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of Greenbridge, Essex, England,[2] in the destruction of the planet Earth.")

 

[Fnaar]

There was a young man from Ealing
Who got on a bus to Darjeeling.
It said on the door
Do not spit on the floor
So he lay down and spat on the ceiling.

 

[Fnaar]

There was a young man from Dundee
Who got stung on the nose by a wasp.
When asked if it hurt,
He said "No, not much,
It can do it again if it likes".

 

[Rapples]

There was a young lady from Bude
Who went for a swim in the pond
A man in a punt
Stuck a pole in the water
And said you can't swim here it's private

 

[Fnaar]

It's
New Year's
Eve, and I
am going out
on the
razz.

It's New
Year's Day and
I appear
to have a
headache.

 

[wait4me]

There was a young lady named Dodd
Who thought children all came from God
But it wasn't the Almighty
Who lifted her nightie
But Roger the lodger the sod

 

[rich p]

I wish the rain
Would stay mainly on the plain
And not overflow the drain
And the wind would
Stay in Chicago