My name is Gibbons
 

I will now attempt a poem-

There was a sea, that looked really wacky,
it was moonlit, and purply waving,
I heard some mosquitoes and stuff,
out by the lake I was near,
I covered myself in bug repellent,
because I hold my skin dear,
I think I hear a noise,
and wonder if it is a bear or something,
I keep hearing noises,
what is that dumb thing,
I ask to myself, and I start to get up,
then I sit back down, deciding it's all OK,
then the noise is closer,
my survival instincts take over,
I will not die tonight by Lake Grover,
and I run to see behind the tree,
and there is nothing, nothing to see,
so I feel much better and as I sit back down,
I take a deep breath and I look around,
and I see another couple on the other side of the lake,
they're laughing at me, because of my ways,
I decide to go home at that point,
that lake wasn't a fun joint

bold = painfully bad

sound slike a kid song

I was attempting a style more a la most of the stuff I read on here

Psh. This is terrible. Who uses wacky and stuff in a poem? Terrible rhyming, terrible content.

I appreciate your opinion hurriplain, it was my attempt at something a little, how do you say, uh, oh yeah, awesome

i atleast appreciate him taking the time
 

its funny. oyu can tell really who knows how to right and who dont
give the guya break it means something to him or he wouldnt have wrote it
since you guys are perfectionists will you spell check this
peace

haha, i actually found it funny, good job on that dude :)

(i'm guessing you attempted a sarcastic joke with this one, at least i hope so).

and theraconteur21, spell check your own posts. If english isn't your first language, i apologize, if it is, for the love of god pay more attention in school.