Very Bad Poetry

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Poem 731

Very Bad Archive

What is Reality ?

Turner Crotchkey

Mrs Newhouser,
boils glowing in the mid-day sun

bereft of visions,
replete with odiferousness

Edward, bends to observe
possibly a poor idea

squeeze it Mrs. N.
it's your duty.

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

Fairview rug

Submitted Oct 23rd, 03:12

Sarah the Idiot

Submitted Sep 26th, 10:25

Rats ate my Bates Floaters

Submitted Sep 26th, 10:14