The 18th of August is Bad Poetry Day!
The wonderful day that disrupts your sweet calm
With horrible poems that make you facepalm.
This day springs upon us all like a hawk
And numbs our poor brains with the grace of a rock.
But alas, this day, it draws to a close
So I'd better end this ridiculous prose.
(This poem is in honour of William T. Gorringe
Whose name is the long-sought rhyme for orange.)