Chelsea Ann Owens
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It’s time for some really bad poetry again! This time, Chelsea Ann Owens has given us “Little Willie” as the prompt. Little Willie turned eighteen so his father bought him a car. As he handed him the keys He said “Son, drive fast; drive far.” Willie headed for Hollywood to become a movie
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It’s that time again: Chelsea Ann Owens’ Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest. The theme again is love. Utter yayness! *** Sometimes when I miss you bad and I’m feeling really sad I hitch a ride and go downtown to the drugstore. I wander the aisles until I find, the scent of Brut so sweet, so
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It’s time for Chelsea Anne Owens’ Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest! Again. The theme is still love, but this time the form is a sonnet. My love is like a prickly pear Stuck inside my underwear Its bittersweet pain reminds me this love was not meant to be. Yet on we go, the sting ignored until
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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
Ergo, the Ogre 