How can "Bad Poetry Day" be happy, you ask?
Well...it made me laugh.
Here's my contribution. It's terrible, I know. What better way to celebrate Bad Poetry Day. Mrs. Means, my High School English teacher, this is for you.
Today I celebrate
my love for words
by writing about my experience
with Culver's Cheese Curds.
Greasy, fatty, cheesey within-
Crunchy, crispy, sizzling without-
This is what Bad Poetry is all about.