This poem is bad,
And you should not read it,
This poem is bad,
And is not worth your time,
This poem is bad—
And I have written it badly,
And this poem is truly a wretched thing.
You should not be reading this poem,
No matter how clever it may seem.
You should not look at this poem,
It’s just a waiting bad dream.
You should not be reading this poem—
Because I think it sucks.
You should leave this poem alone,
And find one that sticks,
To a rhyme scheme,
And does not go,
Off—
And—
Fuck around with—
How—
Even a poem should be—
This poem is bad,
And I feel bad for making it badly,
And so should you,
For having read it in the first place.
This poem is bad—
I don’t get why that’s not understood.
It’s bad here,
It’s bad in all neighborhoods.
This poem is awful,
I hope you can see,
This poem is awful,
An awful poem for you and me.
Have a happy day!