Paul Hindemith once wrote a series of pieces for neglected musical instruments, so I thought I'd do a similar thing here.
Dissent with the dissenters
Is this really antidisestablishmentarianism,
Or just another schism?
Archeological lecture
Some cultures hide their gold away in crypts.
These treasures, for example, are Egypt's.
Random statements
This soda sure is fizzy. Je-
sus loves you. What's a syzygy?
How Tinkerbell died
"Alas, because of cancer of the lymph-
nodes, Fairyland has lost another nymph."
Writer's party
One quips dryly
One hints slyly
One shouts wryly
And one is silent, shyly.
Snirtle of victory
Have you ever seen a mollusc snirtle?
I did, once. A snail outraced a turtle.
An unusual talent
Ms Megan Melson Mudgeykins, (or Megm),
If asked, could cough up large amounts of phlegm.
A polygamist's song of love
I love you two.
Get in the queue.
An important distinction
He's not nudist, he's just nude:
As nudists go, he's just a pseud.
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5 comments:
Love it Timmy!
My favourite though, is,
A Polygamist's song of love.
I don't understand! Why the link to that post of mine?
Because pseud is an unusual word, it starts with the letter 'p' but sounds like it starts with 's'. I could have used pseudonym (the word listed there) but preferred to shorten it here.
Ah ha! All becomes clear.
A bold and witty bard is timt
whose talent like 80s hair is crimped:
flowing and slick with lines defined
and crisp, his style is thus refined.
My humble ode I give with an apology
that it should enter the realm of timt's anthology
whose natty couplets stand eternal and good
like the proud white letters of the sign for H-O-L-L-Y-W-O-O-D.
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