Oh Yeah Bad poem

Oh yeah, oo ooh ooh, hoo yeah, ho ho ho, oh oh oh, yeah oh, yeah ho, yeah

 

I hate writing poetry

Let me out

It’s always in everyday life

I’ll scream and shout

 

It’s not just words

Don’t piss me off

Its numbers to

I’ll rip your nose off

 

Poetry is awful

You better start running

I hate it so much

Or the moon will be coming

 

I scream any day of the week

I slither like a snake

I like to party on weekends

And swim in a lake

 

I love honey in my tea

I have a beautiful cat

Honey is very sweet

That wears an outstanding hat

 

My face is great

One time I bat

I like to eat resses buttercups

That was really really fat

 

I like mittens cause their easy to put on

I was bored so I dug a hole

I will never love poetry

When I discovered a mole

 

It doesn’t touch my heart

Later I drank juice from a mug

Poetry breaks my heart

While I was giving my cat a great hug

 

Some people say it’s wonderful

My cat then saw a bug

Poetry is boring

But had no fear and ate on the rug

 

Poetry is a wast of time

I was so thirsty I had a can of beer

Peotry can really confuse people

Then I was hungry so I shot a deer

 

How can it confuse people

Then I shead a tear

I don’t know

And screamed with fear

 

By Mitchell rossi