Sunday, August 02, 2009

PoetrySub 2

Poetry,
Schmoetry.
I haven't got time
to think up a rhyme.
I'll just sit on my ass
and give this one a pass.
I couldn't do worse
than an exercise in verse,
So if you're doing one,
wake me up when it's done.

--anon.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

HA! Good Job, anon. This was cute.

Sarah Laurenson said...

Hm. Looks suspiciously like something the Troll would do.

Nice one, Anon!

_*Rachel*_ said...

Nice! And ironic, too.

fairyhedgehog said...

I liked this: short and to the point!

I also liked the paradox of writing a poem to say that you are not going to write a poem.