There once was a man called Headsnap,
who thought that all poems were pap.
"They´re bullshit", said he,
But in sad irony
he then stepped with both feet in his own trap.
Very good! I was going to post this in sonnet form, but I eventually decided that would be a bit too elaborate for such a joke and went with the haiku 😀
There once was a man called Headsnap,
who thought that all poems were pap.
"They´re bullshit", said he,
But in sad irony
he then stepped with both feet in his own trap.
"There once was a man of class
Whose balls were made of fine brass
But in stormy weather
They both clanked together
And sparks flew out of his ass!!!"- The Leprechaun (from the Leprechaun)