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The World's Worst Poet
There was a young poet called Josh
Who tried to be clever and posh
A limerick he wrote
But he hit a bum note
So he had to try something else.
A haiku is what
he then attempted to do.
But that was no good either.
Arrrgh! He thought.
Can’t I be good at anything?
Really, it can’t be that hard.
Oh yes! I’ve got it:
Surely an acrostic isn’t too difficult.
Today I will write an acrostic!
I can do that easily!
but it turned out that he Couldn’t.
He then
turned his mind to
a type of poem called
a cinquain. I’ve cracked it! He thought.
But he hadn’t.
Oh well, said Josh.
I’ll write a novel instead.
(published in Welcome to My Crazy Life)
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