This is a bad poem
I don’t like to read this
But I dare ask you read this.
Hard to find a meaning?
Hard to find a grammar?
Sorry Dear! This is a bad poem.
Then why should I ask you?
No more questions please
Because this is a bad poem.
My computer clock shows time 10 pm
And I am struggling to sleep
But I don’t know how to write poem
I wish I were a poet
So that I may pass time
And earn some blame free

I swear I am O.K.
Try to make out me
Don’t blame, don’t scold
And even don’t make me cry
Because I am a child
Running my twenties.
Let me say sorry,
And let me say Thank You
And let me say Good night now.