The Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest
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Guess what? It’s time for Chelsea Anne Owens’ Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest! This time the theme is love. Sometimes… Love is like a dirty sock. You smell it a mile away stealthily hiding beneath a rock. But you turn it over anyway to find bugs and maggots crawling ’round but you don’t mind the stinky
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Once again it’s time for Chelsea Ann Owens’ Terrible Poetry Contest! This week our prompt is Big Rock Candy Mountain. When I ain’t got no tomorrows when the strings all bust on my banjo I’m gonna change my undershirt an’ go to my hunka hunka heaven on dirt. It’s paradise, hell yes it is
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It’s the Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest #52, hosted by Chelsea Ann Owens This time our prompt is the word birth. I’ve a birthmark upon nose and in the dark it glows I want to remove it but the doctors say screw it for when my nose runs I’ll know where it goes!
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It is time once again for Chelsea Ann Owens’ Weekly Terrible Writing Contest. This week’s prompt is the word fifty, and the entire mess poem must be exactly 50 words. ~~ Now I’m gonna write a poem in exactly 50 words. I cannot think of anything. Hey look! Outside there’s birds! What’s that falling from
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Come here, my poet, and prepare to enter the Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest #49! The topic is Hallowe’en. O, what shall I be for Hallowe’en? A monster, a princess or a Lima bean? With pumpkins carved and burning bright if one tips over the porch will ignite. Trick-or-treaters won’t come if the house is on
Ergo, the Ogre 