The Poets Commenting Problem
Date: Wednesday, 2nd July 2003 @ 02:05:00 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: norm
Listen my lads and listen my lassies
None of us want to be known for our nasties,
we're given a job without a description,
How can we comment without a depiction?
Here's what I mean, I'll tell in a sample
You'll see what I mean and here's an example,
I think you're a stinker, your poems they stink, too
Now, how can I comment on a fella like you?
We have some real sweeties, a few just for hell,
There's Shari, Nessa, Joni(n), Michelle.
These girls are so nice, they'll never complain,
They'd rather just skip it than hand out distain.
If I had a poem that showed t'was ten reads
But had only one comment from all of those deeds,
Sure as I'm sittin', I'll tell you no bunk,
I'd sure think that nine of you folks thought it stunk.
Does anyone see how our work be critiqued
With honest appraisal and nobody piqued,
If you do, lads and lassies, you're smarter than me,
I'll watch all the comments and maybe I'll see.
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