Hello! Ripple here on this marvelous Review Day.
So, this is one of the more humorous poems I've seen on here, and it was a pleasure to read. I hope to review it without falling into any of the pitfalls you discuss in the piece.
Iambeing tortured. Spondeeneously falling sleep.
The battle to read it was a Pyrrhic victory.
I feel like this is a lot of puns/inside jokes that I just don't understand. I think the first one is a reference to Iambic Pentameter, but I don't see what that has to do with a short poem.
Must be a snow day,
'cause it has no class.
A rubber band has more ornament.
This feels like it's supposed to be a sick burn, but I think it's too cold for that. (Get it?! 'Cause it's about a snow day?! ... *sighs* Sorry, that was really lame.) While I get the joke, it just doesn't really fit the context. (Kinda like that joke I just made...)
Overall, there's just so much sass in this piece and I love it. Keep writing!
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