Is this poem (below) written by a poet, a humorist or a person who just likes rhyming words?
Advice sought, of a sort, could be bought for almost nought,
In actuality, it is actually an act of actuality rather than an actual act.
I thought it ought to be short rather than a rort of a tort in a law court,
Basically, it can be poetically and specifically implied, just with a bit of tact.
It could but only if it should as it wouldn’t be good if it wasn’t understood,
And yet, to intrepret what you get is to be met with something not to forget.
Ask around as it can be found, unbound, in your local neighbourhood,
No need to fret or feel a threat as people like to help others who are upset.
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It is certainly neither poetry, amusing,nor good enough to be a pastiche of either James Joyce, Dr.Seuss, or Ogden Nash. Don’t quit your day job.
Agree with @gailcalled. Pick up a book of Nash poems and see how it’s done.
I would call that “vomiting syllables”.
And that’s the nicest way I could put it.
While you’re reading Joyce and Nash, pick up a dictionary and look up the word “meter”.
Is this answer written by someone that actually read the question? that is the question ;)
This question is a great opportunity to compare the responses from Fluther and Yahoo Answers. Admittedly, the poem posted here is two lines longer (so it should be better ~), but it is remarkable to contrast the two groups.
@shilolo: Time hanging heavy on your hands, doc?
@shilolo – Yes, I’ve got a good following from “nice” people. Though they may not be intellectuals, they do like most of my Questions.
When I start to fart
It is right that we part
For it may be off the chart
Now come on, that is the work of a genius in his field…..well okay homeless then XD
@actuallery: If you want “nice,” try your parents, your teachers, and your friends. If you want literary criticism, find literary critics. (And don’t capitlize “question” unless it comes at the beginning of the sentence. It’s not a proper noun.)
And look at Lewis Carroll’s nonsense verse; there is an underlying form and metrical scheme to it, even though he invents words. (Jabberwockey
is a poem that many of us remember years after we first read it.)
”“And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?”
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!’
He chortled in his joy.
Gotta love the Vorpal Sword. Roll a Natural 20, and instantly behead your opponent. Oh, yeah.
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