By Hikaness
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Here's a little diddy I wrote on the bus. My first poem. If you can really call it that.
Yes, it's meant to be stupid. Live with it.
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I cannot rhyme, I cannot rhyme,
I cannot rhyme worth crap.
Every time that I should try,
It sounds like some bad rap.
No matter what I try to do,
My cheesy poem just ends up poo.
It's kind of sad, for I, you see,
Happen to like writing poetry.
I guess I will just have to live
Without having any poetry to give.
Now wait a minute! That's not so bad.
I'll have to show this to my dad.
No, wait, I did it again.
...dammit, what rhymes with again?