Bad Poetry Day

Tomorrow is Bad Poetry Day.  To celebrate I want all of you to post a comment with some really bad poetry. Here is mine.

Roses are Red

Violets are Purple

You thought I'd say Blue

But they really are...NOT! 

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  • mmpptgodbu

    Muchas gracias. ?Como puedo iniciar sesion?

  • Suzanne Stewart

    Love is a many faceted thing,
    It can make you sweat,
    It can make you sing.
    There’s the new love,
    The thrill of love in its first blush,
    That tumbles and rumbles and worries,
    That comes upon us in a unexpected rush.
    There’s the tender, sweet enduring love
    That can only come from a mother.
    And then there’s that all-encompassing, never failing, boundless, endless love,
    Of one drunken bum for another!

  • Art of Eloquence

    Thanks for contributing, Janet. :D

  • Janet Harllee

    Hearts of love so happy ’n free.
    Hand ’n hand we are spree,
    Hearts of love happy ’n free?

  • Art of Eloquence

    Thanks, Carla. ;D

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