Bad Poet

I’m a great poet
I can always make a rhyme
I can paint pictures in your head with words and stuff
and do it in next to no time

I’m a pretty good poet

Even though I say so myself

I dance and I sing and I make the world laugh

And I do it by stealth

I’m sorta an OK poet

Though sometimes it’s a bit of a struggle

Occasionally I wrong the get things way round

and get myself into a muddle

I’m a terrible poet

I don’t think that I’m very bright

The words don’t come easy, the sentences are honestly far too long and everything I write is complete nonsense.