Today is a Wednesday
Have you seen the Wednesday Dance?
It makes me so dang happy
Watch it when you get a chance
Did you know you can take a few
And create as many unique phrases
As there are dogs, cats, and birds?
And stars in the black
That expanding night sky
What's beyond all that?
Perhaps you know more than I
I'll tell you ha-what
Eye don't know jack shit
What you see ain't always
Exactly what you git
I heard once that
The finger pointing to the moon
Ain't the dang moon
But we so often mistake the two
There's nothing you can know
There's nothing that is fact
There's only your perspective
And that surely ain't exact
There's something inside you
That you don’t always perceive
It's like your soul or something
And one day it will leave
And then what? What will you do?
You won't do anything
Cuz you'll be dead, silly.
So, moral of the story:
If you think you're alone now,
You got a cute little soul inside of you.
But not for long!
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The above poem has received these grades from the Almighty Editor in the Sky:
C+ for Rhyming
A for Effort
A- for Profundity
The Almighty Editor could also add grades for Structure, Content, Vocabulary, Originality, and a host of other criteria, but then she feels as though she might be Too Judgy.
Feel free to leave a grade for it yourself,
if you think you're so dang smart:
If you go to create some art
And it looks like trash and smells like fart,
You are doing exactly as you should
You need to make some crap
Before you make some good
Coming soon to a screen near you
Bad poems that rhyme with dingle-doo