Snark.

There’s been a lot of talk lately about “hated genres of poetry.”

We include here the “Angry Black Male” poem, and the “Angry Woman” poem.

I would like to add mine, and I am terrified about doing it, because I suspect it will cause many people to hate me. I am terrified that it will be attributed to bitterness and age.

OK, I’m over it.

The genre?

The “White Boy Who Never Met a Three Syllable Word, Exaggerated Simile, and/or Twisted Syntactical Construction He Didn’t Like That Could Be Used To Disguise a Lack Of Things To Say On Some Mundane, Trivial, or Overdone Topic” poem.

Discuss. Or, conversely, just cuss.

EDIT:
My Perception of this as a “white boy” genre may be ill founded, or based in what I see most often; then again, maybe not.

Rock on.

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