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One-star poem for bad poetry contest RATE 1 STAR PLEASE! |
| When it snows Then I goes To Florida where The painted Hos Live in Miami And don’t wear jammies And have bathing suits that show their fannies. But here in Ohio It snows why-oh-why-o? And makes brown slush That makes me cry-o When Santa comes He gets numb buns Because the snow Falls down in tons. Now I like sleds My sled is red But I fell off And cracked my head So snow is poo I lost my shoe I wish I was A kangaroo. They say in school Don’t be a fool Snow maple syrup candy Makes you drool But when I try it No one will buy it Cause it won’t get hard So just start a diet. The snow was froze But then the sun goes And hits my roof And icicles grows They are long and pointy Like Uncle Ned’s goatee And taste like dirt I want some hot chocolate. Each flake of snow Is different so Who looks that close I want to know? My magnifier glass Is here in my pants But its more fun for Burning up ants. In the summer. Snows a bummer. |