Shit! WOL's Raining Rhymers
Shit! WOL's Raining Rhymers
Shit! WOL's raining rhymers
Soaking all our screens
Suddenly from out the sky
Emerged from sight unseen
They're not all comic silly-like
Nor into doom and gloom
They're multiskilled in all genres
For which WOL makes much room
When as newbie rhymer
I first did enter WOL
An old hand welcomed me and said
“We need new blood. We're old”
I always have remembered this
And likewise I will say
Welcome you new rhymers
(We need new blood. Still old...)
I must however warn you lot
About WOL's Thought Police
They spider round, well out of sight
Ensuring we stay nice
OK you'll get away with 'shit'
But on the edge with 'fuck'
But don't go tempting fate with c____
You could just come unstuck
The other day I got a shock
A usual prosing writer
Suddenly broke out in rhyme
With lines of 'fuck' (nail-biter)
So newbies listen up, you can
Use shit and fuck, feel free
But treading coals with c____ word?
Use 'can't' so carefully
(Don't listen to him. He's just a stirrer.....)
A newbie has already
Tainted me, has she
Expletives in her poem put
She's now encouraged me
Shit!
Don Matthews July 2019
<Deleted User> (22247)
Sun 7th Jul 2019 12:53
The question now is who will get,
The cherished last word, glory-lit?
Who will it be who takes the reins?
Who reigns the raindrops' rhymed refrains?
There's no-one who can lose this match,
Nor will there be a winner,
For as the lines keep piling up,
Their meaning's getting thinner!