The best - worst poem in the world.

Warning: The following poem is awful, but it's so amazingly awful, that it is almost good. This was designed to trick pretentious morons into thinking it is a good poem. Enjoy.

I disagree with what they say,

That when you live life, you live it like a bonsai tree.

Yes it is small, and well trimmed - but while we stand,

We always soar, and snore, and throw things at glass houses from the outside.

They are guilty, cutting Bolster and letting him bleed,

Was it worth the exaggeration? 

Throwing things at brick houses, ships, lucky dips.

Serendipity is on our side, today!

"Praise and pray we keep our heads." they said, 

But it just increases it tenfold.

I disagree, I tell you, I disagree.

From that huge horse, you'll never understand

The unspoken sorrows of your friends.

This is why we cannot be so!

What is true? Heck, pick a number!