I hate poetry
I don't understand it
I hate its intensity
I throw a fit
I wish I knew how to conceive the ideal
That poetry isn't pretentious
I do not believe that any of it seems real
It all seems so ambiguous
I do not understand poetic style
I don't enjoy Iambic Pentameter
I do not read it for awhile
It can go on for a kilometer
Another thing, it's hyperbole
It's symbolism
It feels like you pay a fee
To read a page full of Jizzum.
T.S. Eliot, Bronte, and Dickinson
All were ahead of their time
They are studied a tonne
For the ability to rhyme
I hate poetry
There is no meat only corn
I don't think there is anything to see
Time to go watch porn.
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