Odd or even
Take your pick
Highest or lowest
It is not a trick
No matter what
You’d better decide quick
Choose how you want to act
Just don’t be a dick
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – odd
Tag: rhyme
Make It Butter Brickle
One thing about Fran was she was fickle
Would turn on the charm and then let it trickle
Like the sticky syrup of a melting popsicle
She’d promise you millions, then give you a nickel
Oh, forget about her, let’s go get a pickle
That nonsense was written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – fickle
… and I believe I said last night there is ALWAYS a song. How about this one?
Fandango’s Friday Flashback – August 30th
Fandango was a day late and a dollar short… does that make me two days late and in need of a two dollar bill? 🤔
Anyway, this is a poem originally posted here . Check out more flashbacks from FFF here .Better yet dig back into your archives and joins in the fun!
One And Only
Just in time
Let’s start a rhyme
One of love
Sent from above
About devotion
And a lot of emotion
One never ending
It’s affection I’m sending
Straight to your heart
It’s where it all starts
So believe me when I say
I love you today
And for ever after
I’ll shout it from the rafter
You are my one and only
Without you I am lonely
Self Care
Don’t watch the news
Instead take a snooze
It’s all a calamity
It will steal your sanity
So turn off the TV
There is nothing to see
It is all violence
That makes no sense
Throw the paper away
Don’t read it today
We can’t change the facts
The world’s full of hacks
We need to take time
To broaden our mind
Pursue a day in the arts
It will help heal our hearts
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – news
I Want To Be A Mage
It’s all the rage!
Just turn the page
To see the sage,
Then earn a wage.
Dream you’re a mage,
To break the cage.
Run off backstage
To become engaged…
Now act your age.
One and Only
Just in time
Let’s start a rhyme
One of love
Sent from above
About devotion
And a lot of emotion
One never ending
It’s affection I’m sending
Straight to your heart
It’s where it all starts
So believe me when I say
I love you today
And for ever after
I’ll shout it from the rafter
You are my one and only
Without you I am lonely
Connoisseur
Chauffeur
picks up her
dressed in fur
her demeanor demur
escaping a cur
of a monsieur
whose speech did slur
due to liqueur.
She did prefer
the amateur
masseur
whose cat did purr.
