the truth of the matter
and it's proven once again
my rhymes are pathetic
I'm no good with a pen
for meter I've got but little use
everything comes out
sounding like Seuss.*
and so I'll happily
stick to my prose
no blue violets
nor a silly red rose
I'll tell you my stories
from my room painted orange
with humor and wit
but no... oh crap...
When one door of happiness closes, another opens: but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.
22 comments:
Any poem that sounds like or references Dr. Seuss is a winner in my books:)
It's a Winner!
That just made me smile. Thanks!
My poetic ability can't even compare to yours. Keep up the good work.
You'll be published before you know it.........or writing Road Shows.
Hahaha!! Too funny, thanks for the laugh!!
hahahahahahahahahah
You are so dang cute!
I lub when you say CRAP!
lol...love it...
nothing rhymes with orange silly girl...
but you included Suess so this is good....
That word "orange" will get you every time. I suggest inventing a word to rhyme. Suess did.
or maybe I'll just paint the room? I'll avoid purple and silver...
I think you found your niche!
I'VE GOT IT! PORANGE! Whew. Just in time.
Heidi totally took my comment.
Definitely paint your room white. Lots of options....
Well, you go girl!
Loved it, I have the same birthday as Mr. Seuss. Thanks for your comment, I appreciate your thoughts :)
I think you have quite a quick wit,
so I read your blog here, while I sit.
You don't hear the word crap to often,
in a poem which hath been penned.
I think that yours is probably the first,
and thus I reacheth an end.
Suess rhymes are great and your poem didn't convince me you couldn't be good at writing poetry -- if you wanted to. Prose is great too though
I think Seuss would be impressed :) I think he would like your orange room too.
Given that this was clever and funny, I think I'd read your poetry blog. I mean you DO rhyme after all.
I think that was a great poem I would also like to see a picture of your orange room.
Sounds exactly like what happens when I try to make poetry!
Great to meet you at BBC
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