The Worst Poem Ever Written--Bar None
Hark, hark the barking lark in the park! Stark naked!Yodeling its heart out in the orange bougainvillea,
Don't it just killya?
How my heart throbs in the cold, cold night!!
Is it palpitations or an aneurism?! Outta sight!!!
O NATURE, mother of the sonatas of the orchestra of life--
Draw me to thy busty bosom, no more strife...
With victorious groans and moans and stucco stones vanquish rife.
Ah, the pains-in-the-butt of this cruel world!!!!!?!
Tangled in the beehives of toil, coiled and curled
Among the happy smiling leaves of fall,
Ne'er mind its only April, no matter atall.
No, need to be fixt,
I get my seasons mixed.
Yea, learn-ed readers, romp with me in the fields of poesy--
Tango with the tears, the fears, the drears of the plum-ed pen,
plucking as we go daisies, lilies and (darest we?) a posy.
Poetry by William Hughes
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Written on 2025-12-27 at 19:09
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