Crappy Poems | Examples


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Premium Member Crappy Haiku

sitting in nature 
waiting for inspiration 
pooped on by a bird


For Matt Caliri’s
I’m Looking At The Haiku In The Mirror Contest

Premium Member Crappy Mother's Day Minichu

Son said he’d cook a meal
Relax mum, chill out and take the weight off your feet
It’s a deal!

I smell burning
I leap out of my comfy seat
Churning

Meal burned
Mother’s day treat
Spurned

Son said he’d cook a meal
I leap out of my comfy seat
Spurned

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03/18/21

Premium Member Crappy Politicians

I’m thinking we’re on a downhill slide
With self-aggrandizing politicians now,
Bloviating so self-assured and snide
Paying no attention to their campaign vow.
With an eye on their big monied donors,
They think little of their constituencies
Sometimes I think they are really stoners,
And need more prayer time on their knees.

written October 24, 2021


Premium Member I Had a Very Crappy Day

Sloth hangs upside down in a tree
I look up and unfortunately
Golden pee it releases
With a week’s worth of faeces
I’ll admit I am far from happy!

A sloth only excretes once a week and can lose a third of its body weight
A little poetic licence, they actually excrete on the ground

10/21/21

A Crappy Poem

Sitting on the privvy for what seemed like hours, it's time to go

Shuffa's Assignment

Defined as dull or lacking luster
it became the word they used to
speak of O'aho. 
who's real name was Cephalopod
but none would speak of the person
with that name.

Instead for days, they would look
at him and not speak, than one day
when his food looked and smelled
best, those who ignored him
started speaking to him.

They defined their acts as Selachim-Orpha,
 the act of not ignoring.
than when he found love he gain a
comprehensive understanding
of their ways, from those who knew
what should be said to get those things needed.
the woman of his choosing said he was
 "ALucktwit, which is defined as a person who
should be appreciative of being loved.
this was in opposition of being a
Nuna-lufa which is defined as an unloved person.
The gaining of these understandings were
then tested with the "Omsale-Hcnarb" which
made Alucktwit into a husband.


When I Was Ten and Four: a Crappy Version of When I Was One-And-Twenty

When I was ten-and-four,
I heard my best friend say,
“Don’t hand out your trust
In its entirety.
Even Satan was once
An angel.”
But I was ten-and-four,
Too naïve and headstrong to listen.

When I was ten-and-four,
I heard my best friend say again,
“Often enough, bad things fall
On those who strive to bring goodness.
Pick yourself up off the ground,
And be wary with trusting people.”
And I am now ten-and-nine,
And oh, how I’ve learned she was right!

Premium Member Crappy Diem

A fart ain't smart
When it's 3-D art
So don't put your horse
Before your cart


'May The Gas Be With You Farts Part 2' Contest Info
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Crappy Day

Ya get up outta bed
Pick what to wear
Brush your teeth
In the mirror you stare

Get the kids moving
Whining all the way
This is just the start 
Of my crappy day

Trip over the dog
Run into the wall
Stub your big toe
Swollen and all

Run out of hot water
Shampoo in your hair
The cat pees on
What you were suppose to wear

Get to the truck
A flat tire no less
Dig out the jack
Now, black on my dress

On the highway
Listening to some pop
Pretty lights behind me
It's a cop

Bat my eyelashes
He let's me walk
Get to work late
Here comes the boss for a talk

It's only 8 in the morning
I'm ready for a nap
The rest of the day
Was the same 'ol crap!

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