"Like…" - Poem by Bryan Corbett
Like, there's a lot to like about the word: like.
But, like, there's little to like
about its use, like,
as, like, an all-purpose filler.
Like, if you just, like, insert it between
Like, every, like, other, like, word, like,
then that's, like, all the, like, reader,
and, like, totally don't even get me started on: 'like, totally.'
Comments about "Like…" by Bryan Corbett
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You