Bad Poetry

With a nod to Dan Aykroyd's Leonard Pinth-Garnell character of the early years of "Saturday Night Live," I present my efforts of some truly bad poetry. Ogden Nash I'm not, but at least they're mercifully short.


Mel,
You smell.


Fen-Phen,
Sen-Sen,
Brian Benben.


Pizzabagel.
No, he's not!


Caraway ...
Scaraway!


Damn!
Spam!


Hang 'im, hang 'im, hang 'im again.
Hang 'im some more.
Then hang 'im again.


Meineke
Is your neke.


Winnebago,
Lose a bago.


Latte?
Well, lah-de-dah.


You can die
If you try.
Oh why, oh why
Don't you try
To die.

(My response to Jerry Seinfeld's bit about those who are unsuccessful in their suicide attempts.)


I Say Ba-nah-na

Turtle, tortoise.
Dolphin, porpoise.
Let's call the whole thing off.


For some much better humorous poetry, check out the book "Polkabats and Octopus Slacks" by Calef Brown.


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