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I'm A Poet (And Now I Know It)

The theme for the Metro 2003 Poetry On The Buses 2003 project is "Lost and Found," and a poem I wrote is included.

Posted on April 28, 2003 to Elsewhere





Comments

congrats! that is sweet. maybe one day i poem i write will be included on something cool like a box of cereal or something

Posted by: adam on April 28, 2003 2:21 PM

not as bad as the late great William McGonagall but a good start none the less

Welcome! thrice welcome! to the year 1893,
For it is the year that I intend to leave Dundee,
Owing to the treatment I receive,
Which does my heart sadly grieve.
Every morning when I go out
The ignorant rabble they do shout
'There goes Mad McGonagall'
In derisive shouts, as loud as they can bawl,
And lifts stones and snowballs, throws them at me;
And such actions are shameful to be heard in the City of Dundee.
And I'm ashamed, kind Christians, to confess,
That from the Magistrates I can get no redress.
Therefore I have made up my mind, in the year of 1893,
To leave the Ancient City of Dundee,
Because the citizens and me cannot agree.
The reason why ? - because they disrespect me,
Which makes me feel rather discontent.
Therefore, to leave them I am bent;
And I will make my arrangements without delay,
And leave Dundee some early day.

Posted by: steve on April 29, 2003 11:02 AM

Heh. I remember being that age, too. One time I asked my mom to spell the word "mideswell". She replied, "m-i-g-h-t, a-s, w-e-l-l". "Nooo!" I whined. "How do you spell MIDESWELL??"

Posted by: K on April 29, 2003 1:12 PM

Thank God you returned!! Staring at the dancing banana gif for all this time was making me feel sort of strange. I mean the banana was actually trying to convince me to take a rife on a water tower and pick off all the people that are getting direct instructions from the aliens. Lord knows there are a LOT of those out in the streets these days. I would have done it too, but I am out of bullets.. and rifles and anything that makes a bang louder then a 4 year old playing with pots.

Posted by: Boomratt on April 30, 2003 2:26 AM

That's not a poem. Poems have to rhyme don't they? Except for haiku. But they rhyme in Japanese I think.

Now here's a real poem:

This bus smells like pee.
So does the guy right next to me.

I don't know where we are.
I wish I had my car.

Why does everyone make a fuss
over crappy poems on the bus?

Or something like that.

Posted by: duane on April 30, 2003 8:03 AM

Nice to think that people in transit will be reading what you write, as well as insurance people in Ireland.

Shoot the banana in its stupid ass.

Posted by: Nice on April 30, 2003 9:53 PM

No. Don't get it.

Posted by: Phillip I. Steinberg on May 3, 2003 2:03 PM

I really like poetry a lot, i write poems myself but I don't have a website yet. I expect to get one soon as my son will be helping me

Posted by: online bingo mom on April 30, 2004 2:40 PM