Hallmark Card, Sucku and Other Bad Poetry

[Sandy_Fox]

When I write a bad haiku (referred to as a sucku) or bad “Hallmark Poetry” that is inane, trite or full of clichés it is not the poem's fault. These poems deserve a home as much as any other. This is now their home.

This is a place where they will not be taunted by the bigger, better poems, will not be forced to live in cardboard boxes in the back of a drawer or be left to languish in shame. This is a place where all orphaned, deserted or disadvantaged poems may live in peace and harmony with others of their own kind. If you have any such poems they are welcome. If for no other reason - do it for the poems.

Dedicated in fond memory of the very first of it's kind:

Roses are red
Violets are purple
Sugar is sweet
And so’s maple syruple

This thread is courtesy of our kind sponsors at Bruma Shave and the Mr. Deeds Foundation.

 

[Sandy_Fox]

You are my darling
Sweet as can be
With hair black as a starling
Eyes green as a pea

You might cook real crappy
But your body has sexy lumps
You make me real happy
When I’m down in the dumps

 

[champagne1982]

If love were all we need
then the world should be sweeter
because I love you.

If time will heal all wounds
then tomorrow
should see us scarred
but not bleeding.

If we all spent a dime
then our neighbours
wouldn't be hungry

or sick

or cold.

If love were all we need
then I would have more
than enough.

 

[Sandy_Fox]

I know you are premenstrual
That’s why I’m sleeping on the couch
In a few days everything won’t be my fault
Because you won’t be such a grouch

Thank god the days of PMS
Are going away because
They almost were the death of us
Three cheers for menopause