I think that I shall never read

A poem as ugly as Joyce Kilmer’s

I swear if I had a time machine

I would go back and kill him

When he was just a boy

Before he put pen to pad

And spare the world of poems

That make so many sad

I’m sure he would reach for his pen

Before his heart could quit

But I would shoot him again

Before he could write about it

All his poetry I would burn in a bin

So no one would have to read it ever again.

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