This is just a poem that I threw together one night in about 3 minutes
(and I'm not exactly the best at poetry either).
It's kind of depressing, I know.
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The sea churned and pitched,
the wind howled,
but he never twitched.
As the glowering clouds,
produced a steady-falling mist,
he raised his arm--
his hand a fist.
Face to the sky,
he let out sardonic laughs.
Then he tumbled from the bridge,
to avoid all of his gaffes.

You don't have to sound smart or anything when you're writing (But of course,
It's a tad bit funny when you picture it. Some guy is standing on a bridge with a determined face and then
. He disappears beneath the roiling water. Now how about some happy stories?