I’ll close out National Poetry Day with a classic from Scotland’s (and possibly the world’s) worst poet, William McGonagall.
The following is an extract from his poem about Scotland’s most famous poet, Robert Burns. I strongly suggest you follow the link and read it all in it’s magnificient glory.
“IMMORTAL Robert Burns of Ayr,
There’s but few poets can with you compare;
Some of your poems and songs are very fine:
To ‘Mary in Heaven’ is most sublime;
And then again in your ‘Cottar’s Saturday Night,’
Your genius there does shine most bright,
As pure as the dewdrops of the night.”