The worst poem ever written.
Well, what did you expect?
Strikes no chords, hits no buttons,
Just leaves you all perplexed.
Climate change has hit the headlines,
This year more than ever.
“What’s up with the weather? ”
The Language of Love is not taught in our schools.
Its grammar and lexis “too hard”,
“Too complex” its rules
For the average pupil to master.
Our progress through life is marked off by milestones.
The first is when we reach the age of ten –
We feel so much bigger having hit double figures.
The second’s when we turn thirteen –
In Wales there is a valley,
Which isn’t very green.
The hills are bare, wild flowers are rare,
Trees few and far between.