Nonsense Poem
This is my homework. You don't have to understand this.
Hi. I'm AIR.
I love to gly into beauty's mouth
filling with the perfumesty of flowers
One day, I strolly on the train
I found out a beauty
I went directosh to her with smiling
The next instant, a fickening bald man began to yawn with dirtbigy mouth
I prepared for the worst
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How stinky!! stinky!! Ouch! Help!!
That's all... How stupid I am. This may not be a poem. Please never mind...
posted by Akihiro @ 11:55 PM
3 Comments:
It's a poem about bad breath.Somebody killed your day by being too close ?Or it's a general
feeling (something's spoiling my good mood) OR, you tried to translate a poem that originaly sounded fine in Japaneese and it seems to loose all meaning in english.Must be that. Hoy ?
I'm joking/ The entity called AIR,
all by magic means,can express itself,well in fact-himself-AIR is seeking some fresh apple scented young girl's mouth to circulate in and out of a virgin laughing throat,and Lo! Missing the adress, AIR is now caught in an old and disgustingly smelly room:Home of unbrushed and dirty teeth-eeeeerk!!
Well, writing poetry is never easy...But if you try hard enough, I'm pretty sure one day you'll be happy with your work. The others don't really matter - they tend to interpret poems according to their subjective thoughts and feelings anyway! :)
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