A Poem About Poems

This is a poem about poems

Every line in a poem must be flowin'

Even though that last line didn't really flow with the first

Oh well at least this line isn't worse

Why is everyone on the Komm so poem crazy right now?

It's almost as if everyone has mad cow

Disease, except with a rhyming twist

All the lovey-doveyness is making me kind of sick

So I write poems to lighten the mood

About "love", poems, and even bird poo

And now comes the end of my poem about poems

I can't think of anything else to end my poem with so I'll just say phloem

Which is like stuff in plants or something