Thanks. I'd like to read some of you guys's. I bet Michael Cantor has some good ones...if he bothered saving them.
This kind of thing can be fun in a forum like this one. It kinda bothers me when I see stuff like this in magazines, though. It's like, c'mon, must we publish everything we write?
Some of a certain Doctor's published work is at this level. Let's see if I can mimic him in the time it takes to drink a cup of coffee.
The toadies in the universities,
enslaved by Modernism, must obey
the rules: Don't dot your i's, or cross your t's,
and don't, by God, have anything to say.
Pathetic academics (not like me,
the other kind), they worship Ezra Pound,
(1/2 cup)
waging a war against formality,
and driving Poetry into the ground.
True poets know that slant rhyme is a ploy
for cowards, timid formalists afraid
to rhyme outright -- those pussies, who say "Oy"
(3/4 cup)
when critics damn their verse, 'cause it's well made.
(finished cup)
Ack, I didn't make it. (It was a small cup.) Please finish this for me.
[This message has been edited by Rose Kelleher (edited July 04, 2008).]
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