Busy little car, a lot of smoke, me and my friend,
in the special mission, together to the end.
Time has gone, flying by like a fast wind;
every pit with tired tires, always entwined.
Both we yearned to for a weekend, job's done,
jumping was just a duty, but wasn't always a fun.
Under my seat it was an old and wretched spring,
it ruined my old pants with a sounds of a cling.
Towardly dodgem was like a cute and wild piebald,
o'er and o'er has gone followed by the trace of dust.
Nobody was there who want to bite their tongue:
I am glad to meet you again my buddy of the last.
United in time and a game, old pleasure is a ground,
every day we are clowns, our jokes are our bound.
Author notes
Acrostic: Bite your tongue with different rhyming.
BT: allpoetry.com/Contest/1950175
Written April 18th, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- Bite Your Tongue Contest (fun one enter it..) by misticmoonlite.
500 points, ended April 25, 2006, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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ah i am always clowning around, in my comments, and in some poems too, though i am more serious in my poetry, i use another id for comedy poems mainly, especially. but to not laugh in life is to cry forver so we must laugh
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Thank you Abigail. As you can see, I am always full of different surprises
~Sonja~ -
quite a charming read and an insight into you and your mind that is always full of surprises
abigail
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Thank you Linda. It looks like that your contest brings back my muse. She has almost gone to Neverland.
~Sonja~ -
I truly like and enjoyed this, cute style and nice gentle flow, the humor and fun in this was nice to see, fun ride this was ..thank you for sharing ..and good luck in our contest..
Linda
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