It is with great sadness that Chelsea has decided to discontinue the weekly terrible poetry contest. So today I sat down and wrote the following bunches of silliness for The Final Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest.
Holy moly chicken man
All I want is a grand
I will be your friend for a long time
Until of course, I lose my mind

Oh my goodness
Oh my gosh
I would love some mackintosh
As I’m as hungry as a bear
Look at my cute underwear

There is a moose upon my roof
Trying to catch a silly goose
There’s a dog in the tree
He’s laughing, he’s full of glee
There’s a mouse chasing a cat
I’m going to get you, you dirty rat

Look and you will find
All of those you have left behind
Dust bunnies under the chair
Mixed all in with the dog’s hair
You think I don’t care? Beware.

You are a silly goat
I think you’ve lost my rope
I’m such a dope
I don’t know how to cope
Without my rope
Nope

Before I go there’s one more thing
I really wish that I could sing
I for one will miss your contests
A weekly terrible but the best
It was fun
I wish that I’d been here when it begun
Is there anything we could do
So many of us are feeling blue
Please change your mind
and keep it going
If you do we’ll all be glowing