When the Urge is Upon You
I feel a poem coming on
Am I wrong?
Could be worse
Might try a verse
Don’t be stupid
You think like cupid
An arrow in the heart
What a dreary start
It might rhyme
It might chime
Makes no sense
So no recompense
Think you’re clever
Only in bad weather
Been like this for ages
And all without wages
What do you expect?
Clever verse I suspect
You’re out of luck
Don’t give a flying
You can fill in the rest
I’ve done me best
I’m tired now
So I’ll take a bow
And toddle off to bed
With my pounding head
Goodnight one and alling
Sorry this verse so appalling
Crikey it’s morning
It came without warning
Thought it still night time
Nearly gave you my last rhyme
But no why should I
I’ve still got one good eye
These lines won’t go to waste
When all in the best possible taste!
So go write your own verse
It can’t be much worse
Than what I’ve written down
But then I’m not a poet I’m more of a clown
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | February 3, 2012 - 16:18
Made me smile, Moya...and some clever rhyming here. Quite some poet, I'd say;-)
Tina
Denzella | February 3, 2012 - 17:44
Hello SSS,
Tina
If I'm getting it a bit it's because I try to read as much poetry of different types on this site as I can.
Though I'm not ready to try to write the sort of poetry or purple prose that you seem to be able to do at the drop of a hat. Your words create such beautiful images but one day...
gerardineanne | February 3, 2012 - 18:07
Hi Denzella,
As always funny.
And very good rhymes all the way through.
And even one suggested which somehow just popped into my head.You are naughty.
Denzella | February 6, 2012 - 09:23
Hello gerardineanne,
I know but I like you!
Moya
sue dinum | February 8, 2012 - 19:22
Very amusing, Moya, and good rhyming throughout.
Much enjoyed.
sue
sue dinum | February 9, 2012 - 00:44
Sorry about the duplication of comment, Moya.