A pretty elf with funny rhymes
A poet ginning at the times
Her nipples are a perky pair
No wonder all the boys here stare!
Clever forms and rigid meter
Hasn't found a style to beat 'er
Syllable count or matching feet
'Til her poems are complete
Made a chemist grin so wide
When her talents were applied
Triplet rhyme to bland a test
Though she scored just second best
I hope I'll read so many more
She writes poems by the score
And in my mind the vision's clear
She writes them in a blouse that's sheer!
I give a poets highest praise
To one with talent to amaze
I am, I know, just an old-timer
But you, sweet elf, you are a rhymer!
A contest entry
- Amera’s Anniversary Contest by Amera.
25000 points, ended December 4, 2007, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please comment below. Spelling or rhyming or scanning corrections welcome.
Comments
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LMAO
This is halarious; I deserve it for the chemist poem I entered in your contest. Great rhyme and wonderful meter.
Love,
Amera♥
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*hides eyes*
LMAO this was awesome. well done a great tribute to a wonderful lady.
best wishes to you in the contest.
Tory
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