Rhymes—Only $1

Poetry is a garishly yellow Dollar Tree store
in Salem, Ore. You've seen the "As Seen on TV"
ad — a famously cool anti-poet pushing

a superabsorbent poem down an aisle we're calling,
merely, "Gunk." A local poet who writes a blog,
"Knockoff To A Nightingale," is worried about

the high cost of poetry. Living in the toy aisle,
streaked in orange goo, she writes extreme-discount
12-line poems for— wow!— about a dollar.

-- Angela Genusa

Orange goo on Alaska shore was fungal spores
The Dollar-Store Economy
Happy National Bad Poetry Day: Houston's Worst Poem