I used to have a Cousin George,
as wide as he was tall.
We'd have to cook two dinners or
he'd somehow eat it all.
His brother was all skin and bones,
his sister near a ghost.
But George was ten feet tall and wide,
for he would eat the most.
We'd hate to have him over if
he wished to stay for lunch.
He'd need a layered wedding cake,
if only for to munch.
And after that was over, we
would push him out the door
for fear that he may clean the fridge
and then complain for more.
But poor ol' Auntie Josephine
and Uncle "Fix-it" Neil
could never get a morsel in
or they would join the meal.
But one day Neil and Jo woke up
and found that he had stopped
eating at all, but only cos
he'd et so much he popped!
Author notes
To RatherImaginative: I know you said 20 lines, and mine is over, but give me a chance, I guess? -cringe- Not like you're under any obligation to, but... yeah.
A contest entry
- Shel Silverstein by RatherImaginative.
875 points, ended December 3, 2007, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Thank-you for your entry, this was a great contest and your poem added to that. Please enter as many of the later rounds as you feel able, we'd love to have you.
Jeff and Sue
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Teehee...
I would have liked to meet this George
He seems about a riot!
But for his massive size it seems
That he was never quiet!
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A really cute read
about cousin George
who was big as a house
coz' he loved to gorge!
This was really well written and funny too!
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I said I'd not be a nazi, and you haven't abused me too bad since your phrases are pretty short, so no worries! This is a great Shel-type narrative, and I can just imagine what the artwork for it might be.
Wonderful meter and rhyme, and thanks so much for entering my contest!
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Hahaha...very interesting. Makes me want to watch how much I eat. This is a very strange poem, but funny too
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