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Move over, Shakespeare.

A fifth-grader participating in an “Adventures in Creative Writing” session with the literacy non-profit Open Books was none too enthused about the prospect of penning some slam poetry. Nevertheless, in setting out to malign the medium, he inadvertently brought forth perhaps the greatest poem of our time—unquestionably the work of a master in the making.

Whether he likes it or not, little Panajotis has a gift:

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Adjusted for legibility and spelling—while preserving the ingenious line breaks:

I hate poetry!

Poetry looks like a demon rising.

I don’t want to do this.

Poetry sounds like nails on a chalkboard.

I still don’t want to do 


Poetry smells like skunk spray times 

I still will not don’t want to do 


Poetry tastes like rotten eggs with 

human brains.

I will never 

do this again.

Poetry feels like being frozen by a 

freeze ray.

Doesn’t everybody hate poetry?

Panajotis’s sense of rhythm and repetition, his finely controlled similes, his commitment to meta-artistic honesty—admitting that he was already “doing this” by crossing out and revising the declaration that he wouldn’t—all contribute to an expertly wrought result. If there were any justice in this world, he’d be teaching in an MFA program right now. 

“Doesn’t everybody hate poetry?” Not anymore, kid. Not anymore.

H/T Open Books | Photo by Anita Hart/Flickr (CC BY-SA 2.0)

Miles Klee

Miles Klee

Miles is the Daily Dot’s former Unclick editor, a born troll, and author of two odd books of fiction, Ivyland and True False. He would love to chat with you about the lizard people who live among us.

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