Twas an amusing fine day
In the jungles of Windell
Where an insipid young pigmy did yonder one go.
In his day his belly did speak
For food was its main call,
The caustic feeling the growling did bring
And endowed was his belly’s roar.
His identity was a secret
For he was a feared man.
A name to which was a pillar.
Away, away with thee
Yon growling belly,
And away the belly ran.
Author notes
Written October 17th, 2003
A contest entry
- October New Members- "Chin Up" Poetry Contest - Hosted by The AllPoetry Greeter Staff by CookieZeal.
300 points, ended November 3, 2003, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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Not too certain about the requirments for the criteria here but it's an amusing poem.
Thank you for your entry
~Von~
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cool, kinda nutty and surreal. I like.
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This is different! Not sure quite what to make of it!
Good Luck
Lakota x -
I like your form! Very classic in a sense. Reminded me of the Camelot period. Knights of the round table.
Interesting and thought provoking.
Not sure it meets the criteria of problem--then ---suggestion or solution in a practical sense. I am very glad you entered the contest...... Thank you so much..and welcome to AllPoetry! CookieZeal -
hmmm, intresting i do beleive that I understand. well it at least made me think.
good luck in the contest
peace be with & blessed be:
Shaggy Wolf
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