Post by Zylaa on Mar 21, 2007 14:10:56 GMT -5
Compliments of Mr. P, who enlightened us on Monday by reading us Beatnik poetry.
In case you've ever thought that poetry had to make sense, think again! Here are some excerpts of Beatnik poetry:
Cantaloupes? Two for 2.29?
This seems dangerous.
The landlady explains the vacancy across the hall.
Very quiet.
Gold squirrel!
I run down the hallway
into the leaves!
I remember my sister in the bathtub of oysters.
And now, FT members, you may unleash your newfound poetic genius on the world.
In case you've ever thought that poetry had to make sense, think again! Here are some excerpts of Beatnik poetry:
Cantaloupes? Two for 2.29?
This seems dangerous.
The landlady explains the vacancy across the hall.
Very quiet.
Gold squirrel!
I run down the hallway
into the leaves!
I remember my sister in the bathtub of oysters.
And now, FT members, you may unleash your newfound poetic genius on the world.