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It’s Thursday so it must be Terrible Poetry time thanks to Chelsea Owen. This weeks challenge is set out by Chelsea.
“I normally encourage entrants to follow basic rules; today, however, I’ve decided we need to bring back a type of poem that’s terrible for a reason other than cliché composition. I speak of the Little Willie poems.
Here are the specifics, copied from the last time we tried these:
- The Topic is to write a Little Willie poem. The name comes from a way of writing poetry that was popular in the early 1900s.
From A Treasury of Laughter*:
“Every paper began to print ‘ruthless rhymes,’ and every contributor tried to invent a catastrophe more gory in event and more nonchalant in effect than its predecessor. The favorite ‘hero’ was Willie, and although other characters sometimes crept into the quatrains, the terse lines became known as ‘Little Willies.’”
I included three of the tamest examples at the end of this post.
- The Length is about four lines, a quatrain. Some were written as limericks or a double quatrain; but most were short, clever, and darkly humorous.
- Rhyming is imperative. These poems usually follow an A/A/B/B pattern.
- As I said, this week the poems are terrible because of their message. I expect darker tones, questionable humor, and stretches into creative venues writers never knew they had. If you’re sensitive, stay away. If you’re twisted, come on in.
- One might be tempted to up the Rating, but this is the sort of clever writing that makes readers uncomfortable but stays in the PG range.
You have till 8:00 a.m. MST next Friday (February 21) to submit a poem.”
So here goes then
Poor little Willie lived in England but was an immigrant
Posh Boris didn’t like Willie so his deportation was imminent
But Willie worked in a Care Home looking after the sick
But Boris didn’t care because he’s such an uncaring slippery dick.