Bad Poem

One day I delivered a poem one that seemed to be premature so I swaddled her up and set her aside to grow 'til I felt reassured How she yowled and howled for attention... how she cried so piteously! How she coughed and she sneezed whimpered and wheezed then threw up all over me! Still I tenderly tended her bedside and lovingly nursed her along determined to sacrifice everything to raise her up healthy and strong As she grew and recovered, she wandered and crawled over everything and I found I had trouble containing my rambling, unruly offspring She became an inexcusable bounder a wayward and bratty ingrate who despite all my love and affection refused to make sense or read straight She dallied in questionable places she idled and shiftlessly shirked lazily lagging, ignoring my nagging while I selflessly, endlessly worked Firmly applied discipline to her and structure, and meter, and rhyme but she bucked, and rebelled, and bit me and stayed up beyond her bedtime We wrestled, and wrangled, and brawled, bickered in bitter altercation if I didn't do something quite soon she would ruin my good reputation At length, I decided I'd had it we had reached the end of the road and although she clung like a wet paper towel- I flung her and flushed the commode!