A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Wednesday, August 17, 2022

Can't do so bad worse

Honestly I thought
the garbage pail kids were
a lame attempt to make horribler
what was already so damn bad
I screamed. It's like

- you can't run spoof or satire on
what's so base grotesque, folks.
Some people caught all the kitsch
of cabbage patch, and missed
the point in our souls, looking at that
soul-suck dreadful valley of wannabe
cute. 

It puts me in mind of R.L. Stine
and Steve King, of Austin Powers
and James Bond. You didn't need
to riff such Beavis and Butthead
DUH-NAH-HAHA licks and stuff
on what was already so much
worse (or horror, which can be
fine done right! I don't diss King
or Stine, here - it's a tonal critique)
anyway. 

I digressed,
that's what. 

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