The Book
The Worst Poem in the Universe:
The dead swans lay in the stagnant pool.
They lay. They rotted. They turned around occasionally.
Bits of flesh dropped off them from time to time
And sank into the pool's mire.
They also smelt a great deal.
By Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings, Greenbridge, Essex, England.
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