This one is pretty bad too, but it's top on my list for the goofy book my girlfriends and I want to do. Give me an honest opinion... Don't hold back! I never claimed I was a brilliant poet!! ( A REALLY umm, dorky one )

( bad poetry, please meet bad improv poetry! )

I just found a haiku on bash, and I figured it was appropriate.
" a haiku by Dasyati
LOLOL
ROFLMAO
STFU fag"

Not my work, don't hate me, I'm only a messenger

( crosses fingers )

So i said to myself "Self, you're a goth. There's got to be magnitudes of awful poetry floating around your journal somewhere..."

( ooh.... angst, angst! )

Grammar Nazis like me have a mixed feeling of amusement and frustration when confronted with terribly written text. Because I study at an International Program at a German university, it's only natural that the professors here have learned English as a secondary language. Therefore, I try to overlook grammar/spelling mistakes ( Read more... )

Oh freddled gruntbuggly thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits on a lurgid bee.
Groop I implore thee my foonting turlingdromes.
And hooptiously drangle me with crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
see if I don't!

( I believe it's in the form of an Italian Sonnet - though I could be wrong )

Feel free to critique them, though I know they're not good anyhow.
( My attempt at serious poetry )

I went to the Museum of Bad Art today, and thus feel exceptionally prepared to share some bad poetry of my own. Basically, I wrote a sonnet about DNA on a dare (obviously the dare was to rhyme "deoxyribonucleic"). It's a bit naughty, in a nerd sort of way.

( Read if you dare )