So. This is a poem I wrote for a creative writing assignment. But, then again, aren't they all? So anyway. Ignore the intense failosity of it. I like it anyway. 'Course, I like most of my fail poetry. Enjoy.

O Captain, My Captain

It happened on one sunny day

Or maybe it was raining

I don’t remember, so I cannot say

But I shall go on explaining

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It was dark and it was cold

But I had a sweatshirt on

…I suppose that news was old,

But I felt it pertinent to mentiON.

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I was sitting in a comfy seat

When suddenly, I saw you

I even took time out to not eat

And the times that happens are really very few.

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I am trying hard to rhyme, my love

I really, really am.

I have to get this out with a shove

I really dislike ham.

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AND I’M SURE THAT YOU DO, TOO

Which is why it was totally relevANT

JUST LIKE WHEN ELIZABETH ATE THAT PIG OOO

And then spazzed like I do when I see an ant.

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Let me tell you of my love, though

I’ve been trying to do so for five stanzas

Although, I fear I soon must go

And leave this C.W. bonanza

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But I will be back soon, my darling

So don’t you even fret

I love more than Davy Jones loves snarling

On that you can bet.

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So, dear Jack, I leave you here

To see you in a bit

I shall not leave you any beer

For I wish for you to be sober when next together we sit.