Roses are red,
Violets are blue;
What's the colour of confusion?
I haven't a clue.
What is poetry?
Is writing an art?
Pouring out your soul,
Straight from your heart?
Is poetry emo?
I really don't know.
You can write about anything, really.
From pink rabid monkeys,
To your grand-auntie Flo.
What is poetry?
Do poems have to rhyme?
I can't imagine thinking so much,
To write line after line.
Many people ask,
"Is poetry gay?"
Like William Shakespeare,
I think they swing both ways.
Maybe it is,
But what does it matter?
Gay or straight,
Maybe it's the latter.
Most poetry is serious,
Do they have to be?
I like fun poems,
They're what count, for me.
From C.S. Lewis,
To Edgar Allen Poe,
Give poetry a shot,
You never know.
A four-leaved clover
Symbolises good luck;
My life may be over,
If I get hit by a truck.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue;
Just for reading this,
I want to thank you.
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