If a derelict opossum dared to jump a lumpy stump,
Would that clarify or mystify the bump his plump rump thumped?
Could it be I’m merely wasting time with rhyme, it is no crime
Perhaps I’ll shift some paradigm and climb to heights sublime?
I’ve often tried to catch a ride outside the wide divide
But here I sit with wot I’ve writ, myself I am beside.
🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂
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To paraphrase Muhammad Ali, thee…whee! Delightful and insightful. Love, Jackie xxxx
lol good post 🙂
LOL! Rhyme is never a waste of time . . . and these little verses made me smile . . . thank you.
Bright Blessings!
Faerie
Nice one, chalkie!
Damned clever; Shel Silversteiny stuff; rough but is it guff; or just enuff to take with snuff; perhaps but fluff and naught a puff to make a sail luff and draw a mongrel gruff? OB
Too clever for me lol xoxox