None of the things in this will sound like any other thing in it,
it’s hard at first, to read a poem that does not rhyme,
if it’s too much of a shock to your system,
you’ll have to just adjust and deal with the fact,
the fact that rhyming is SOOO last year, I’m a hipster now.
A Hipster poet, with a measly 100 or so followers, I love you all, wait, no I don’t, love is SOOO last year also!
Writing a poem that rhymes is for little baby kids,
not one of the big poets in history ever did rhyming, except for quite a few of them.
I know what you’re thinking……this poem is fucking SHIT!
I agree somewhat. It’s different and unique, I’m a Hipster now, as I said just seconds before this sentence.
Rhyming poems are like reading a silly song or something,
they flow and flow and please the tongue,
much unlike a hooker’s love!
OH SHIT! I just rhymed! I can’t do that…….ever again!
I simply must stop that stupid rhyming shit,
rhyming poems are SOOO old, like old internet, 64 bit!
FUCK! I did it again, stop stop stop this madness,
I’m a Hipster now, I go around boring old people in my local hospice,
I AM FUCKING RHYMING AGAIN!
It’s not acceptable, this bullshit must STOP!
I’m a Hipster poet now, I only buy clothes from the 2 dollar shop!
No more, I’ve got it under control now,
Oh no! The skin tight jeans I like are all sold out!
…………………………fucking hell, I’m rhyming again.
I am a hipster now, and proud of it, no more rhyming, that’s the deal,
I will not rhyme, I will not rhyme, I will not rhyme, I like clubbing seals!