Very Bad Poetry

Goddammit, grant me serendipity
I am looking for something
That has no name, and I cannot describe it
But I'll know it when I see it.

I'll accept it if I must,
But would love to change it,
Perhaps to a lovely shade of cyan
And with a bit more fabric at the corners

But that would take courage,
Of which I have none.
Unless you count "liquid courage",
in which case, I am good to go.

Any*how*, I do know the difference
Between wisdom and ignorance
Is like an Election Day in your mind.
Just pull the lever, baby.


[apologies to whoever wrote the fucking Serenity Prayer]

Mister Clean has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Mister's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Mister's latest works: