I’m trying to write
the worst poem ever written,
but that would be too easy you say.
Hang on a bit. It ain’t that easy.
I’ve got a long way to go
to make it really bad.
You know the poems
you read sometimes
which just leave you stone cold,
well this should freeze you to death.
In fact I’m surprised you’re still
able to read this, as you’ve hit
the floor like a six foot ice cube
splintering into a million
And now you’re straining to pull yourself
together but I’m telling you
that it’s impossible,
as you’ve turned to water
and are lying in a puddle of
total despair on the floor.
So much for the poem, hey.