Bad Poetry

At ‘imaginary corner with real toads’ , critique corner suggests that participants write a really bad poem - a chance at last for all to shine;-)

In September the days are short

And sometimes you get caught

When it’s raining cats and dogs

And wetting all the dry logs

You’ve chopped to put on the fire

Now you must wait until they’re much drier.

Sometimes September sun shines, too,

Sometimes September sky is true blue,

Sometimes I run like the wind to meet you

And our love will always for ever be true.

For ever and a day,

Together we will stay,

When the sun shines we will make hay

And always together we will play.

Music is the food of love,

And we thank heaven above

That we fit together like hand in glove

Just like peace and the white dove.