Today on Passive-Aggressive Poetry Corner: A note our submitter from Maryland found slid under the door of her top-floor apartment.
Entries Tagged as 'pure poetry'
November 17th, 2013 · 52 Comments
September 8th, 2013 · 54 Comments
First with the plums, now lemons? Seriously, Bill?
And by the way, I’d like my red wheelbarrow back, please. (So much depends upon it, after all.)
(Thanks to our submitters Sarah in NYC and Steve in the U.K.)
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extra credit: This Is Just to Say
September 5th, 2013 · 66 Comments
Katie says this was propped up in the ladies room at a senior citizen apartment building in Florida. Adds Katie: “I don’t care that they think the floor is dirtier, I’m not touching the floor either!”
June 16th, 2013 · 22 Comments
Deborah in Townsville, Australia says her 9-year-old son, Connor, made this card for her husband, a keen cyclist. “Clearly, Connor is aware of the inherently risky nature of cycling,” Deborah says. “Either that or the word ‘dead’ just rhymed well.”
April 16th, 2013 · 52 Comments
Having only worked at this office for a short time, Kay in Houston doesn’t know exactly what “The Fish Smell Invasion of 2012” refers to, “but being familiar with what happens in shared fridges,” she says, “I can guess.”
December 12th, 2012 · 26 Comments
The porcelain throne, it seems, serves as a muse to many…with predictably crappy results.
And the response:
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September 24th, 2012 · 15 Comments
I didn’t pay much attention to this bit of poetic propaganda until I noticed it was posted at an office in the United Kingdom. Is the awkward meter of the writing below Uncle Sam some kind a subtle comment on American imperialism, or just pure laziness? I suspect the latter, but I’d still be tempted to slap a “Keep Calm and Carry On” poster on top.
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September 20th, 2011 · 38 Comments
“One of our local parks has a busy tea shop that’s popular with walkers, cyclists, families and people exercising their dogs,” says Clive in Brighton. “I don’t blame them for getting fed up with demanding dog owners, and I suppose a note is one way to communicate, but in rhyme? And, worse, rhyme this bad?”
September 13th, 2011 · 44 Comments
You might think that the writer of nearly a dozen couplets on toilet etiquette would include at least one variation on the sprinkle/tinkle theme, but apparently the poet at work in this Nassau County government building doesn’t go for in that sort of cliché.
But wouldn’t you know it? As Nicole from New York City reports, “The toilet seat in question was covered in ‘sprinkle‘ and absolutely disgusting.”
related: Toilet Paper Poetry Slam
April 4th, 2011 · 53 Comments
For a second-grade assignment, Gayle‘s daughter Martha, age 7, was assigned to write an acrostic poem about a family member, using descriptive words beginning with each letter of their title (Mother, Grandpa, etc.) Martha chose to compose this loving ode to her SISTER.
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