Friday, April 1, 2016

Insult Poem


You are as old as dirt
When I see you my eyes hurt
You reek like rotten fruit
You’re as useful as a torn parachute

Your hair is a rat’s nest
You fail nearly every test
You cry like a baby

And you can’t handle “maybe”
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4 comments:

  1. AnonymousApril 1, 2016 at 12:24 PM

    Dear Wiswell

    You know how to rhyme
    poem is fine but I can’t read
    Fix your last line please

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  2. AnonymousApril 1, 2016 at 12:28 PM

    I really enjoyed your post.
    It really is something to boast.
    The torn parachute was a good idea.
    At least they didn't use a tortilla.

    The rats nest picture is nasty
    But still not as bad as grass tea.
    You should have elongated the last stanza.
    Still, your poem was a talent extravaganza!

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  3. AnonymousApril 1, 2016 at 12:28 PM

    Wizzy,
    Your words made me laugh
    But I didn’t get “maybe”
    I liked your pictures

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  4. AnonymousApril 5, 2016 at 12:28 PM

    Your poem was interesting
    In had me giggling
    Your last line had me confused
    No doubt about it I was amused
    One way to improve is your last line
    Then your poem will be fine

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