P.O.E.T.D.E.S.T.R.O.Y.E.R.S Slam
Please, Please, Please proceed to exit left stage,
Or at least make this battle worth my time.
Every word, forming every rhyme,
Tells me that your "thoughts" belong in a cage.
Draw a line down the middle of the page,
Explaining on one side all of your crimes.
Scrub your pallet clean, removing the grime,
To earn all that "COMPLIMENTARY" wage.
Reach around the other side of that line,
Or proceed to make this list in your head.
You should list slams that are as good as mine,
Even if you repeat each word I said.
Really, you should just read the warning signs,
Since your career is just as good as dead.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
