this poem is a cad,
not a single scad of good, super
-latively bad.
she’s had it with
meter and goodie-two-shoes
rhyme and perfect
timing. she’s looking
(in Gotham
in Valhalla
in Suburbia)
for an es
-cape.
(she can’t fly, but she’ll try.)
she’s horrible and incorrigible
and evil to the core. she’s mean
and always makes a scene and
leaves wet towels
on the bathroom floor.
she’s even got a few dirty
words to spew
(like mud
and smudge
and grimy
grubby soot)
truth be told, she could
really use
a bath.
(maniacal laugh, maniacal laugh)
::
In April, we poem.
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This is a truly De’lightful poem.
Excellent.
I’m always so enamored with your precise rhythms. The way you control the poem impresses me to no end.
“timing. she’s looking
(in Gotham
in Valhalla”
“she’s horrible and incorrigible
and evil to the core. she’s mean
and always makes a scene and
leaves wet towels
on the bathroom floor.”
Love ❤