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Here is a poem I wrote a step sweeping and dish washing ago...
THOUGHTS
Hello sir, how do you do,
How are you today?
They say you're good,
They say you're bad,
They're right, You're wrong,
You're incorrect,
They say.
Only you can say,
How you are.
And how you are
Is true.
Unless it's not.
You say you're good,
You say you're bad,
You're right, they're wrong,
Who's incorrect?
No-one knows,
They only think.
They say they know,
You disagree.
No-one's right, No-one's wrong.
Everyone only thinks.
So, what does everybody think of my poem? Good, bad, medium? Critique, please. What do ypu think it means? And answer other questions that you thought I would ask. Blah, blah, blah...
Goodbye,
~Meadow de Weirdo
submitted by Meadow, age 11, IL
(November 16, 2009 - 4:50 pm)
(November 16, 2009 - 4:50 pm)
It is good. It is a cute little poem, even though it doesn't make much sense. I like it!
(November 17, 2009 - 8:47 pm)
I like writing poems that don't make sense. I like crazy stuff and weird stuff and odd stuff and other stuff like that. And that was a lot of stuffs. So, now, hopefully this thread will go to the top. :D
(November 18, 2009 - 9:26 am)
It reminds me of a pantoum, with the repetition. I like it.
(November 21, 2009 - 3:11 pm)
That was pretty good!
(November 24, 2009 - 9:07 pm)