An Ode to Humiliation

I remembered today that April is National Poetry Month. Yay! In honor of the occasion, I thought I'd dig into my elementary school archives and share one of my ancient poems with you, my darling readers.

I chose a piece titled, fittingly enough, "Poems." Here goes:

Poems paint a picture
Deep within the mind.
You can see them easily,
Even if you are blind.

Poems are like the wind,
Pushing clouds across the sky
Never staying in one place
They often make you sigh.

Or laugh hysterically, as the case may be.

I'm particularly intrigued by the second stanza's notion of poems never staying in one place. What on earth was I talking about? It's very weird.

Well anyway, there's nothing that says, "Celebrate National Poetry Month" like epically embarrassing yourself. I've obviously done my part, so now you can feel free to write your own poem in honor of National Poetry Day and post it in the comments section. And don't be shy. I mean, come on, look what I wrote. There is no way you can do worse than that.

Although if you can, I'd really appreciate it.

UPDATE: Hey, we've got some fun poems posted, so make sure to click on "Comments" to read them... and then add yours if you haven't already!