The Use of Suess (A Really Bad Poem)

The use of Seuss in all my rhymes

Can cause me great anxiety

For though I've tried it many times

I just cannot write poetry

Without the sound of the Lorax,

or perhaps the Cat in the Hat

Sadly for me, these are the true facts.

How I wish I could be rid of that!

I have tried my hand at serious verse,

But, so far, it just hasn't worked.

My past attempts were often much worse

Than forty elephants going berserk.

I can think of many metaphors

For how badly I write,

But in my head, there’s nothing for

The new poem within my sight

At least, I say, I’m not all Seuss,

I do not make up nonsense words

I don’t put yordles on a caboose

Or give starring roles to smerds.

Smorfurs nor arlums

Nor smurgledeeboos

Will you find in my poems--

Except I just used them. Boo hoo.

I look at the poem I've written and read,

And cannot help but weep

But then a thought pops into my head,

One I think I’d like to keep.

Though my Seuss use is cheesy,

Tacky, crazy, and insane

This style is unique, clever and funny,

And is mine, all the same.