I had to write a sonnet for english class. I told my teacher I didn't like writing poems with rules. So I made a poem about forced poetry isn't real art.
Fake art is insanity
It's backwards
Like sailors without profanity
False feelings? Those should be your last words
Fabricating imagination is a mockery
A Sham!
What is this tomfoolery?
It's a Scam
Falsified craftsmanship is craziness
My hatred for you posers is immense
Where is your inventiveness?
The grudge I hold is intense
Your words are balderdash
Your synthetic rhymes: trash
check out me and Taahira's first post together form last year: http://blackwomanlost.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html
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