Bad Poetry. By KCE G
BODY PARTS
I’m
awfully glad my nose is on my face
I’m very pleased it’s in no other place
For it would surely cause a laugh
If it was on my arse
And I sneezed and filled my knickers
Or had a little pickers
And flicked the little bits off into space!
SPEDDLY LOVES SPOG
Speddly said "Woog this wag"
uttering teary shite twixy meet and depart
"spog" "spog" he spittled at her movie distant
"come smoothy back "
She never wooged his wag again!
spake the omen "I do friend"
Fuck that spake Speddly tweet
Grimy darky and drippy meat
Did Speddly end his hither sweet.
Bulletty sharp.
Spog done wetty sad
with all the know that she had
zoom zoom did spog and mad.
THE PARADE
I despair of the whole, and cast my gaze down
as the cacophony of the strange becomes rude to my ears.
Yet still the parade is passing....
(The clowns and jugglers now)
Quick knowing and tears that this is all, and will never end.
GREEN NOSE DAY
Green dribbly, hang smelly
From my nose
What's this, that yellowy grows
Strange wet and quivery
All slimy and slivery
Drippy hang
Right down to my toes
AN ODE TO BED
Theres a lot to be said
for staying in bed.
and doing it one more time.
When we've finished
playing with yours
then we can play with mine.