Write a terrible poem

Well i think al poems re good and its own way so there in no way i write a poem the terrible everyone..thinks diffirent

Ping pang
The doorbell rang
I ran to the sliding doors
and tripped over my shorts
They fell round my ankles
As the postman appeared
I covered myself
His eyes I feared
I could see in his face
The look of discrace
As he turned on his heels
And way he raced

wow that one was goodly bad! (that doesnt make sense hehehhe)

stressed out and grades are dropping
got a bball game but my shot is not dropping
tired because I can not sleep
Hurt because I found out you lied and I'm weak
Happy because it's friday
Meaning this weekend i'm gonna par-tay
but that's not me when i'm stressed i don't solve my problems with underage drinking
because unlike other teens i use my brain for thinking
I do what's right because if I don't
I got parents who care to put up with that they won't

the cat sat
on the mat
haha
beat that

that one is to good for me. lol

my eyes are bloodshot and
my hands keep shaking
but what the point of vodka
if it doenst keep u from waking?

leaning over the toilet,
in someone elses clothes
thinking i need another drink
or a tissue to wipe my nose!

this isnt my fault!!
the hangover i have
its cause that guy spiked my coke
when i was takin a drag!

ha.. a hangover i dont deserve.... i have a headache...

nice one

I don't drink cause i'm athletic
when i write i can't help it my lines just come out poetic
I don't care if people like it or neglect it
We all have our own opinions and I respect it
sopomore year and yes peer pressure has come
hey danielle drink this i promise it'll be fun
but being the honor roll student that i am
i just look at them crazy saying these can't be friends
we all make choices and no one is perfect
because yes i have drank for no real purpose
To fit in no because those people I don't care about
People look at me funny because they can't figure me out

it seems like everyone is having fun
showing how much they can all write
a crummy poem now and then
we all have bad days just some more then others

haha yeah

jack and jill went up the hill to buy some new cd's..jack fell down and dropped his books..and jill said i like cheese!

here i sit
here i die
all because
i went to karabar high