Dear Teacher

This is a joke. Please rate me a 1.0 if you love it.

Well, too late. Someone already rated me. Bad poems are supposed to be rated 1.0 if you love it. Sigh.







What I did during my summer vacation: Senryu 5-7-5

Dear Teacher

(u ask me thes evry yar, and i nevre do nothin' in vakashun I thot this yar id say sumthin difrunt.)


First I flew to Mars,
High-jacked someone’s skitter and
Crashed in to a cliff.

Martians locked me up
In the pit of Zipperdoo
Without any suit

Gasped for five minutes
'Cause there wasn’t any air
Then, I guess, I died.

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