Tuesday, November 6, 2007

More really bad poetry



The falling leaves
fell off of my trees
the falling leaves of
mostly green

They covered my lawn
No grass could I see
If they think I am raking them
well they are wrong

Because I didn't get my lawn mowed
for 2 months
The falling leaves look
better then that tall grass.

And if I am patient
and I can be patient
the falling snow
will hide the leaves

This is a song
about a lazy homeowner
who hates yardwork
and this is the end.

 The end



   Oh man, don't ya just love bad poetry?  Its just so........well so bad :-)

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

hahahahaha! that made me laugh OUT LOUD, Julie! although i love yardwork now, (didn't when i was a kid, of course) i find raking leaves or mowing the grass so relaxing and zen like :)
~Cathy

Anonymous said...

There is no hope for you... sigh!....You ARE a painfully excrutiating bad poet!
But..... I LIKED IT ANYWAY!  
And if anybody else says different...I'll be over there to sort them out!  Lol!  <wink>

Sooo funny Julie!   It's lovely to see your good humour appearing again.  Excellent!
Big Hug
Jeanie xxx

Anonymous said...

That was downright cute. Helen

Anonymous said...

LOL...you crack me up!!  I did clean up some leaves yesterday.  : )  Love, Shelly

Anonymous said...

Lol! That was really bad Julie! Jeannette xx  

Anonymous said...

I don't think its that bad at all.  If it expresses what you are thinking and feeling then it is very good.  Nobody ever critiques the water coming from the spiggot, they are only thankful that the contents of the pipe are coming out.

Greg

Anonymous said...

There is no such thing as bad poetry my dear..
write on...
Lyn

Anonymous said...

lol  well i found it rather humorous!  :)  have a good day.
gina

Anonymous said...

I'm just now catching up with you hon. Bad poetry....sounds like my yard. Happy Belated Anniversary and Birthday to your MIL. As for the BIL no news is good news on that front. Finally I think your MIL loves the extra attention, and why not, she isn't long for this world. I'll have to try the Chicken Chili it sounds delicious. (Hugs) Indigo

Anonymous said...

ROFL...I actually howled at the "bad" poetry.  My leaves are right where yours are.  Chris