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Smth from my archives...I think we can all use some comic relief ;)
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The Worst Lines of Verse

For a start, we can rule out James Grainger's promising line:
                          'Come, muse, let us sing of rats.'

Grainger (1721-67) did not have the courage of his convictions and deleted these words on discovering that his listeners dissolved into spontaneous laughter the instant they were read out.

No such reluctance afflicted Adam Lindsay Gordon (1833-70), who was inspired by the subject of war:
                     'Flash! flash! bang! Bang! and we blazed away,
                      And the grey roof reddened and rang;
                      Flash! flash! and I felt his bullet flay
                      The tip of my ear. Flash! bang!'

By contrast, Cheshire cheese provoked John Armstrong (1709-79):
                 '...that which Cestria sends, tenacious paste of solid milk....'

While John Bidlake was guided by compassion for vegetables:
                'The sluggard carrot sleeps his day in bed,
                 The crippled pea alone that cannot stand.'

George Crabbe (1754-1832) wrote:
                'And I was ask'd and authorized to go
                To seek the firm of Clutterbuck and Co.'

William Balmford explored the possibilities of religious verse:
               'So 'tis with Christians, Nature being weak
                While in this world, are liable to leak.'

And William Wordsworth showed what he could do if he really tried when describing a pond:
               'I've measured it from side to side;
                'Tis three feet long, and two feet wide.'

For those who like their poetry unmarred by insight and euphony, The Stuffed Owl: An Anthology of Bad Verse  by Charles Lee and D.B. Wyndham Lewis is highly recommended.