Read at your own risk. Bad & funny poetry done in only one draft. You've been warned!
Wuss and Fuss don't really rhyme. But Karen Carpenter preempts my scorn. Because you Don’t worry that it’s notGood enough for anyoneElse to hearJust sing, sing a songGrudging D+
El Oso strikes again, with his pinpointed critique and witty remarks. Who can stand against such a force?
Depends on your Dialect.
Your snark and sass countered Ms. Carpenter. You've earned yourself your F-, Snarkerlupagus.