Bredliks: the newest poetry form?

I recently learned of what might be the newest poetic form in English: the bredlik. It originated in 2016 (if there are any more recent forms of poetry I’d love to hear about them) and, as happens in Modern Times, quickly became a meme. It’s so called because the first poem of this type is about a cow licking bread:


my name is Cow,
and wen its nite,
or wen the moon
is shiyning brite,
and all the men
haf gon to bed –
i stay up late.
i lik the bred.

Here are a few articles about these poems. I hope that one day bredliks will be discussed alongside Limericks and Clerihews as popular poetry. And in the meantime I tried my hand at one:

My name is Mouse
and wen its dawn
I lyke to put
the kettel on
the birds are sing
up on the tree
I reed my book
I sip the tee.

(the phonetic spelling is part of the fun IMO.) Anyone else? I’d like to see what the folks here come up with…

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