Humour, Last Word, Pomes

Practically Witty


Almost summer morning
Almost summer evening

I wrote this poem for no reason
For it’s really just the season.
This poem is quite small
and it’s very stupid and all.
Tubetops, when they put these on
you also get those bare knees on.

You know this is really quite silly
For I’m writing stuff willy nilly.
You may exclaim “Oh Lord!”
“He really is so odd!”
It’s not because of the terrain hilly
Or a preponderance of rose and lily.

In fact there is no Grace
Rose, Lily, or April in lace
So you can perish the thought
that my silliness is ill begot.
No, It’s the life and it’s pace
that makes me go red in the face.

It’s a wonder this poem got wrote.
For the 7:20am train has my vote
Now you’re here, come, say your piece
For comments here attract no fees.
Do it while sitting in your boat
or sipping wine with table d’hote.

You may think it is a real pity
believe this is practically witty
but don’t you from commenting shirk
on this blog, for you know it is a perk.
The poem such as it is is a little nitty,
a tad gritty, maybe witty, but mostly shitty.

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15 thoughts on “Practically Witty”

  1. Oh I absolutely love this!
    I am so glad I didn’t miss
    This wordplay on rhymes
    Ah! Relief in boring times..
    So request you to please
    Shower upon us more of this bliss..

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  2. Hahahaha – I just sat down on a Monday morning and distracted myself from my work by reading your poem. Very witty and great fun.
    Thanks for visiting my blog. Checking for the problems you encountered – such as an inability to follow. Strange.

    Like

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