UnPoetia:Anti-Sophia

Poetry for people who hate poetry

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Sophia's a whore
and so I hope you agree
tankas should be wrote
for Anti-Sophia, the
master of all poetry

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Anti-Sophia,
so masterful and divine,
once smote the children,
for such utter blasphemy,
they wrote haiku poetry

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Many tanka may,
If strung together like some
cherry blossoms, make
a kind of poem sometimes
neatly called tankas-a-lot.

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This is called Tanka

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Below statements made,
tell of lies and trickery,
Tanka smote Haiku,
with ease and benevolence,
Haikus suck, fuck all of them!

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Although Sophia
does not know about Tanka,
she its goddess.
Sophia is very hot
and she, erm, loves good haiku.

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The aforementioned,
is nothing but lies and more,
Anti-Sophia
rules us, from her Black Omen,
located in the night sky

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Like the Sun, she shines,
Like the great blue sky, she glows,
Like the land, she's hot,
Like the bright Moon, she stands out,
Like the great vast sea, she's...wet.

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Anti Sophia?
What does it mean to invert
this fine specimen?
"Hey," says Sophia aloud,
"It means fuck me upside down."

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This is called meta Tanka

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If you do not know
how to write a Tanka, well,
this is how it works:
Sorta like a haiku, but
Five Seven Five Seven Sev-

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This is my first line
and this is my second line
and this my third line
and this my only fourth line
and this my only fifth line.

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This ain't called Tanka

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Anti-Sophia
of Tanka, pretty please do
this in the honor
of thyself: smite the bad work
with the big red stamp below:
NOT TANKA

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NOT TANKA
This Tanka, this Tanka,
What shall it be?
Is it a rock? A church? A christmas tree?
The one question I have for thee:
What the hell is this Tanka, you see!

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NOT TANKA
Yar!
My bum is on yer lipse!
My bum is on yer lipse!

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This is really bad Tanka

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Peace be with you here
Beneath the old willow tree
And bright shining stars
Where I had sex with your mom
Last night around 3 AM

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There is not enough
Self-referential humor
And inside-joking
On Uncyclopedia
That's right, nowhere near enough

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I wrote these few lines
To tell you the way I feel
About you, darling
I hope you like them as much
As I enjoyed writing them

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Having a good time
Is not always easy here
But some days are fun
Today in particular
This article helped slightly

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I farted on you
Get over it you pussy
Or I'll get angry
And piss on your dad tonight,
Then on your mom tomorrow

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This is the end of the page

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Gotta love Tanka
blasphemous sometimes it is
but it's still awesome.
I fell in love with Tanka
so I wrote all these poems.

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