Rhymin' Wreckers

What if cakes were the last lines in really bad poems?

Come, my friends. LET US DREAM TOGETHER.

Work anniversary
Head of the class
A lousy coffee cup??

You'll get no bars here
No cells in this park
So let's give a cheer:

Not sure how it works -
The questions are numerous
Still, hooray for you!

Like, this is totes "no"
ROTFL 4ever
ANYway, so,

Beard scruff and muscles
Scratchin' all day
Something that rhymes with muscles

With age comes wisdom
If I may be so bold
To the smartest friend I know:

I'm hip and I'm fly
All the bros know me
Ladies, I go by

Thanks to Anony M., Sarah S., Derek, Anony M., Melissa H., Karen T., & Hannah D. for helping us celebrate Bad Poetry Day without even knowing it.

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