Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Stupid Poetry

It doesn’t rhyme
This thing
It stares stupidly from the page
Gawking like a retarded college girl
With too much lipstick on her face
But it speaks the truth
Because it is too stupid to lie
And it comes from the soul
Because it has no other root
It does not worry about convention
Because it is dumb to propriety
Therefore as far as it is concerned
Shakespeare is a big bastard
Because deep down it is uncomprehending
But never jealous


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