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Stretching wings (Let's Begin)

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Stretching wings workshop (rhyming exercise)

a man thought he'd find some repose
boarding crows in his very large nose
but he's mad when they litter
for they don't have a shitter
he's bitter they shit on his toes
yes, his shoes are a mess
you could certainly guess
he’s depressed more or less and it shows
so it’s cleaned with a scraper
and wadded up paper
it's a caper of state that he knows
the offending affair
only lends to despair
people stare everywhere that he goes
he complains to the birds
"I AM COVERED IN TURDS!"
the poor man with the crows in his nose

About This Poem

Last Few Words: This poem employs internal rhyme as well. Loosely based on anapestic meter and the limerick form.

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Country/Region: Lake Simcoe Canada

Favorite Poets: Poe, Frost, E.B. Browning, Theodor Seuss Geisel,

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Comments

S

scribbler

3 years 11 months ago

Hi

It also has a mixed rhyme pattern which makes the rhyme a bit less obvious

Geezer

Geezer

3 years 11 months ago

Great stuff...

I am interested in seeing how you transform this into another form. ~ Geez.
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S

scribbler

3 years 11 months ago

HEH HEH

Who said it would be Him doing the transformation?

A

Arrow

3 years 11 months ago

Oh . . .

now this is interesting.

Obadiah Grey

Obadiah Grey

3 years 11 months ago

Nobby has a great big nose

Nobby has a great big nose
a great big nose has he,
and nobby knows
that his big nose
is big, as big can be,
Nobby has two knobbly knees
two knobbly knees has he,
his knobbly knees
are as knobely
as knobbly knees can be,
don’t pity dear old nobby
for soon it’s plain to see,
that nobby has a great big knob
as big, as big as three !
now nobbys knob is knobly,
as knobly as a knob can be,
so nose and knee and knob
make three,
and we - are knob- ely.

Triskelion

Triskelion

3 years 11 months ago

I heard..

Ol' Nobby went out on the town
and convinced a young tart to go down
but the bint cried in sobs,
"Oh My God, you've three knobs!"
"you're a hob or a clod or a clown!"

Thomas

A

Arrow

3 years 11 months ago

Oh, I like that

use of an internal rhyme tying in in the previous end rhymes. Nice! I am going to have to find a way to try that.