It seems like a good time to revive Bad Poetry Friday so here it is...
The Rhymes, They Are A Changing
(sung to the tune of Bob Dylan’s Times They Are A Changing)
Come gather ‘round Bad Poets wherever you roam
And admit that the oddities in publishing have grown
No need to like blogging—you’ve found your new home
If your bad poem to you is worth saving…
We’d better start laughing, or we’ll feel all alone
For the rhymes, they are a changing…
Yes indeedy folks.
It's time once again for
Bad Poetry Friday right here on the Imaginary Blog.
Here’s how to play…
Just make up really bad rhymes poking good-natured fun at the craziness of the children’s book world. Then send in your bad rhyme (any day of the week) via the comments link on the Imaginary Blog.
Everyone’s invited--writers, editors, marketing folks, librarians, agents, reviewers, booksellers, and readers—cast your meter to the wind and send us your BAD POETRY please.
I’ll post the best (or the worst) every Friday.
Let me know if you want to be credited or anon.
8 short lines max
6 or 4 lines even better.
2 lines might be best of all.
We’re going for short here, folks--
Because if it’s gonna be bad, it better be brief!
Come creative people, please heed the call
Send us BAD POETRY, or no poetry at all…
Forecast: Bad Poems with a Chance of Laughter. Yep, I think we could all use a little laughter right about now.