That blank PoemHunter Member Poem of the Day.
Is one of mine.
So wretchedly written,
And poorly cobbled together.
A total disgrace to all the great,
Sober, proper poetesses and poets.
A blott on the PoemHunter landcape.
Why people would turn blind and mad,
If they viewed my latest carbuncle car-crash poems.
So the great, good and wise PoemHunter staff,
Leave a blank space just to let me know.
Be warned I'm writing more.
Many, many…
More.
Oh! And it could be worse,
A lot, lot worse for everyone,
They could be written in Welsh.
And poor Welsh at that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem