Near my university is a cafe that on Wednesday nights hosts a 'Bad Poetry' night, and regulars are invited to write any old drivel and preform it for the pleasure of the rest of the clientele. The only condition is each piece must be scientifically created to be devoid of quality. I thought I'd make a game of it here and see what happens. El Notche del cabre!!!!?! I walked into the moonlit night And met a woman who was getting her sustenance from bins she said 'I can taste rainbows when I hold my nose in the air and point downwardsinto abysses like Dante's peak, and with glass bottom chocolates' i wondered if(Cui dono lepidum novum libellum) I had invented timeAnd thought I could see all of creation at the end of abeer soaked night. ? Trampoline dreams I me I ! in a shopping market I there was a bang and (Arma vamque cano) buscuits. Let's see what you guys come up with.