The End of Something Great

It is with great sadness that Chelsea has decided to discontinue the weekly terrible poetry contest. So today I sat down and wrote the following bunches of silliness for The Final Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest. 

Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay 

Holy moly chicken man

All I want is a grand

I will be your friend for a long time

Until of course, I lose my mind

Oh my goodness

Oh my gosh

I would love some mackintosh

As I’m as hungry as a bear

Look at my cute underwear

There is a moose upon my roof

Trying to catch a silly goose

There’s a dog in the tree

He’s laughing, he’s full of glee

There’s a mouse chasing a cat

I’m going to get you, you dirty rat

 

Look and you will find

All of those you have left behind

Dust bunnies under the chair

Mixed all in with the dog’s hair

You think I don’t care? Beware.

You are a silly goat

I think you’ve lost my rope

I’m such a dope

I don’t know how to cope

Without my rope

Nope

Before I go there’s one more thing

I really wish that I could sing

I for one will miss your contests

A weekly terrible but the best

It was fun

I wish that I’d been here when it begun

Is there anything we could do

So many of us are feeling blue

Please change your mind

and keep it going

If you do we’ll all be glowing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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