The Bad Poem Poem by Scotty Dogg

The Bad Poem

Rating: 3.1


We'll lash you up foul poem,
And bind you in three knots.
We'll twist you till your stars
Won't shine, and
Your roses start to rot.

We'll burrow out a tiny hole
And plant you in the clay.
We'll put a muzzle on
Your moans so
Your whimpers fade away.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aria Siren 28 May 2013

All of the sudden the poems in my graveyard started screaming at me. I better add another thick layer of cement over their gaping mouths.

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Sandy Player 31 December 2012

We can feel your abuse of the bad poem as we read. Poor thing; it ain't it's fault. Ahhhhhh! I admit! The blame goes to me! ! ! Woe and more woe...

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Valerie Dohren 27 December 2012

Oh dear, poor poem - hope none of mine are that bad, but who knows....... Good one Scotty.

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Unwritten Soul 26 December 2012

The rhythm really fun to come out from mouth after reading this, what i know this is not the bad poem...not bad poem_Soul

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William F. Dougherty 17 October 2015

Think about making I'll and we'll and pronoun agreement. Does muzzling moans produce whispers, or would whimpers be a better fit. Doc

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Scotty Dogg 17 October 2015

I like the suggestions. Will change. Thanks for reading!

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Valsa George 15 December 2013

Don't strangle and stifle it to death! Let it breathe, so that it might please someone! Very interesting! I have never sung the dirge of any poem! However bad it is, I see that it survives! !

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Kanav Justa 29 October 2013

haha, , , , i have got so many of them, , , would need your help... to burry them, , ,

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Laughing@ You 25 October 2013

SD, this is very funny and light. Reminds of the late, great Herbert Nehrlich's work (and trust me, that is a compliment; he was a master rhymer!) .

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Bri Edwards 12 October 2013

i KNEW this sounded familiar! who can remember all that has happened in the last three months? and i still like this....a lot. ya know, i used to write 'til for until, until i found that till is proper. your poem has 'till. i think that is a hybrid.

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