The Poetaster

 

He is the sore thumb,

The thorn on the rose

His rhymes are appalling

But not as bad as his prose

His sonnets reek of amateurism

His limericks are offensive

When he walks down the street

All the people grow apprehensive

He hasn’t got a name

He’s not a poet – more like a disaster

His poems are the worse

He is – The Poetaster

Poetaster was the word of the day yesterday on dictionary.com, and it’s now my new favorite word.

Advertisements

Feedback? Yes, please:

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s