Welcome to the last refuge for the world's worst poetry.
It's difficult to understand how, in this age of information, poems that merely miss the mark can be tossed into the cold world to fend for themselves, only to whither and be forgotten.
Please help us to help them to help us.
I love pie
It tastes so good
Especially after I fly
Because it is a delicious food
Peach, apple, and cherry
Pie makes me feel so merry
Like Rudolph or Santa
Uhohh, I dropped my pie
O’ my lanta
Hahahah. Ik was op zoek naar een gedicht, dat de naam heeft 'Bad poetry', maar toen kwam ik op deze site :'D Echt ge-wel-dig die gedichtjes. Achja, misschien vind alleen ik dat, maar goed. 
"I shut my eyes in order to see.'
