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Hollow poetry Critiques-Brutal and Wrong

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Hollow poetry Critiques-Brutal and Wrong

Waking me in the wake of her brilliance
words spoken,written in convoluted high tones
ringing meaning esoteric and quite unknown
the craft was hyped in meteoric terms
shining bright, sending craven tremulous brain numb.



Harking, in glory she strode the road

on which no one else was allowed 

they lined up till she ticketed 

them for her rich comments

looking at the teeming crowd

I too went and pushed as a throng on.



She was allaying the fears of an unwary(me included)

do not worry if you do not know'tense agreement'

I am here and with you the manna heaven sent

I would 'salad';I would 'marinate'; I would'contemplate'

and  'I would ruiminate',for heck as sure I would,

your poem would come out shining from wood

wait till I am through with that ,sit there in suspense

as I put on spectacles English and thrash you hence

the poor bloke waited with breath baited

like a rabbit flagellating as a helpless bait.



After an hour, the wise lady looked up

gave a list of typos to the poor bloke as his corrective sup

and in the end she wrote

with ten spell mistakes of her own galore

this poem was all wrong and even the topic was

actually this guy should have come to me

and got the poem written by me

on a topic of my choice

and claimed this was his and will be

it was only then would I give a positive critique

as it stands it is a loser because this do-no-good 

pooh phah phah, is the author.



Now let me do the right thing

somebody close has died

yes,he did and they did not lie

I began a poem for lament

but that young bloke came like scent

I forgot the lament and wrote

a collaboration of ass cream whip and ah! in it sent.





Well the critique royale with her hyped and marketed skills is on to her next critiquing ticket.

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