The sun came in and swabbed the floor
Kashmiri chillies kissed a wall
Parrots seeped into the rocker
And teakwood spun a yarn so tall.
…
A squashed bug bemoaned Neruda
Face creams swirled in jars
Milk shimmied around on skateboards
And printers whirred on Mars.
…
Singers snored for inspiration
Peaches whipped batter with their toes
Photographs changed their colors on whim
And verse cackled at prose.
…
Now if you’re done fulfilling
This flippant Friday quirk
Perhaps you’d consider, Miz OJ,
Getting back to work.
This Reader’s Digest heading
Had already got me smiling
But after i’d finished
All semblance vanished
And am happily left, at your mind, marvelling!
Your Friday quirk
was a delicious start
to my Saturday work.
(I know, I know, I’m a lousy poet,
but you and Aunty G made me doet)
Miz OJ, I do declare,
That’s quite a verse
You’ve posted up there.
But what’s the hurry
To drown in work?
Please indulge in this
delightful quirk!
Aunty G: You and your beloved RD! 😉
wordjunkie: Maybe Sunday will bring better stuff.
M4: 😀 I’m liking this, I am.
Attagirls!
Attagirls! All three of you
For all the versing that you do
These little ditties
Make happy kitties
That we can all dip in when we are blue!
Auntie G, I thank you truly,
But I’m just doin’ what I love dearly;
Letting the house to dust fall prey
While I sit about and blog all day!
Aunty G & M4: Keep at it, you make me proud,
and also have me laughing out loud,
please do care
a ditty to share
it doesn’t have to be high-browed.
How absolutely adorable this is.
Verses so nice and pretty
Following your cute ditty
Let’s forget all the work
And indulge this little quirk
With your OK
My dear OJ
Completing
Limericking
In the following way:
>>M4: While we all indulge in things girlie!
>>Pallavi: Leaving behind everyday-routine nitty-gritty.
and once again the comments are as much fun as the post 🙂
damn, I just can’t rhyme 😦
Lovely, OJ and versifying commenters:)
Neha: Yes. Terse verse could be worse.
Pallavi: 🙂
Aunty G: Asking permission
is out of the question
go right ahead
say what’s to be said
you’re a woman on a mission!
Nino’s Mum: It’s all in the time,
This sense of rhyme,
You can do it,
Just snap to it,
And in a minute you’ll chime.
Dipali: Oh just an end-of-the-week coffee break. 😉
‘Tis tougher to undo
what I learnt not to do
Rhyming was once for Archies cards
It din’t have space for my many charades
But now I’m learning to look anew
At words that fall into a phonic pew
Simple, probing and with funny timing –
gosh, how could I have given up on rhyming!
Nino’s Mum: See, you’re getting there. 🙂