Sick poetry for a lovesick day
By Times staff
Published February 16, 2007
For the fifth year, Plant High School teacher Meg Bell has solicited "cheesy, icky, really bad poetry" for Valentine's Day. We offer a sampling:
Love is like a volcano.
While I admire the magnificent beauty,
I fear the eruption
And the red hot lava
That kills every lovesick boy in its path and
Destroys their social lives forever
Due to the nasty burns on his face.
freshman Oliver Jackson
Watched you from my car
You looked good - is that shirt new?
junior Ellie Kriseman
Beethoven's ode knows no joy like mine;
Dionysus' love seems far from divine!
You are the bees' knees,
the cat's pajamas if you please
(I'm sure Cole Porter would agree).
I love you very much indeed!
... now shove off and get me a sandwich.
junior Alli Ankudowich
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