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Jon I found this hilarious and cheered me up this dismal morning -to write a worst poem -is it possible ??it's too well done -knowingly?? Or is it just me ? cheers Patrick 'like a dandruff of years on the shoulders of time' -----Original Message----- From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of Jon Corelis Sent: 25 October 2007 16:08 To: [log in to unmask] Subject: Kitsch poem: The Four Seasons The Four Seasons 'Tis the last rose of summer! I shrieked in dismay, and soon its bright petals must wither away! O whence now the peach, the pear, and the orange? For answer the door of time creaked on its door-hinge. 'Tis the first frost of autumn! I sobbed in despair, and winter's sharp teeth soon will bite the day's air! The leaves fall in shock at the season's cruel crime, like a dandruff of years on the shoulders of time. 'Tis the winter's fifth blizzard! I howled in a rage, and my soul gnaws its tail like a beast in a cage. Though winter is wan, yet my passion is purple, for griefs have my heart by the hair, and they sure pull. 'Tis the spring-time's first peony! I squealed in delight, and its delicate bloom is for sore eyes a sight! Now the season's warm joy holds the forests in thrall, and I believe that I don't feel so bad after all. ------------------------------------- [I some time back set myself as an experiment the task of writing the absolutely worst in every way poem possible (and no you guys back there I am not talking about the ones I've been sending all along. Weisenheimers ...) The above is the result.] -- =================================== Jon Corelis www.geocities.com/jgcorelis/ =================================== -- No virus found in this incoming message. Checked by AVG Free Edition. Version: 7.5.503 / Virus Database: 269.15.10/1091 - Release Date: 24/10/2007 14:31