Please Stop Wearing Underpants On Your Head
By topazz

Please Stop Wearing Underpants
On Your Head
It Maketh Me Doubt
That To A Sane Man I've Wed

Not To Mention What Happens
When We Walk Around the Square
Tis' Always Me Who Is Left
To Deal With All The Stares

But If You Must Pursue
This God-Forsaken Lark
At Least Be A Gent
And First Remove The Skid-Marks.

(Thank you. Thank You Very Much.)

good grief. the title alone reads like a public service announcement gone bad.

this is terrible in every way. (except all the caps make it read like an important poem.)

this gets a blackthumb.

w n c

thank you. thank you very much.

This is so bad it's brilliant. An enthusiastic thumbs down.

The fact that I'm laughing must say something for it . . . .

I see a future for you --

far away from poetry . . .

of wearing dark underwear revealed.

Sorry - I'm particularly inexpert in evaluating poetry, but I'm rather enamoured with it - particularly the 1st and 3rd verses.

I enjoyed the structured lack of flow throughout - an arhythmic rythm.

For The Love of Rain, and downrate it. Thank you very much. This is bad, but I'm both pretentious and bad. Thank you very much.

This is not half bad.

It's all the way bad....congratulations.

Jack

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