Apparently, the month of August is "Running of the Bulls" month as well as bad poetry month. So, I have composed a poem about this barbaric tradition. I call it "The Running of the Fools." Hope you enjoy.
There's a spectacle in Spain
That gives me great pain
The annual Running of the Fools.
These "Einsteins" want to play
The adventurous Hemingway way
By wildly running with the bulls.
But one is inevitably crushed under
And I am left to wonder
THIS is evolution?!
But then a few days after
There is merely laughter
Another confirmed retard
For the Darwin award
Sometimes the sight of blood is good.
Now there is one less fool
Contaminating the human gene pool
Run, bulls, run!
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