On top of old Smokey,
all covered with cheese;
I lost my true lover,
'cause I didn't say please.
We were out having dinner,
having some fun.
She called me a sinner,
for saying a pun.
I told her to drive me,
drive me home.
Home to my dog,
(have to give him a bone).
Then she threw all,
her spaghetti at me,
got into my car and,
drove to the city.
So if you need someone,
to, you know, drive.
Say it politely;
if you value being alive.
Author notes
1. I like rhyming poems best.
2. Picture or style prompts are good.
3. Mi nombre es RisingTideofChrist.
4. I want to be in the Rounds Contest b/c I'm unique, imaginitive, and bored.
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Comments
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This made me laugh,
unless it wasn't intended to do so
but i liked it.
Lol.
Good.
...Simply Me♥ -
Contest option number 1.
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