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This is a poem I created to enter in a contest. I hope you get a good laugh. I did. |
| Say No more I want to write and win this contest But creating poems is something I detest Now bear with me because I do like reading them at least But trying to create them turns me into an ugly beast They say you must be creative to be the writing champ But when I try, my mind begins to cramp Some people have a way with language I just sit here in mind-tormenting anguish I love this website called writing-dot-com But when it comes to poems, I want to cry to my mom Now this is really bad for me Seeing that I am thirty-three I know this poem was probably a bore I doubt it left you wanting more I think I’ll leave while the getting is good Yes, I really think I should Wait one more second, give me one last chance Would it be better if I added some romance Or maybe some laughing, crying, or anger But, by the look in your eyes, I see I’m in danger |