It seems to me that Mister Rhyme
Has finally met his deathly time
His family of Rhymes were very unhappy
As the death of Mr. Rhyme was somewhat quite wacky
He was on his way to the grocery store
When some man hit him with his truck door
"I apologize!" said the man "I mean no harm!"
"Don't worry" said Rhyme "I didn't lose an arm!"
Rhyme continued to the store, as always
Every Monday, he would walk on his way
He saw a group of kids, must be teenagers
Picking on a little kid; this must be danger.
"HEY!" Sir Rhyme yelled "That sure isn't very nice!"
The oldest boy smiled as he pulled out his knife
Rhyme walked up closer, he'll put him in his place
But the youngest gangter boy threw an egg in his face
Immediately hospitalized, the nurse was truly worried
Raw eggs ended up being Rhyme's greatest allergy
Thirteen hours later, deceased he was pronounced
And now that the rhyme is gone, we shall all annouce.
We all know what a rhyme is
So why not use it wisely?
You may get hit with an egg
And the hit will not be nicely...
Author notes
Written for a contest
A contest entry
- RHYMING Obituary or Eulogy by MassMan.
3250 points, ended January 29, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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WOW!
Amazing, I really enjoyed reading this it was really up beat with a fast tempo and very imaginative, thank you for writing this and sharing it!"
..xo!"
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Your imaginative poem relating the details of Rhymings untimely demise--as Pedestrian, and a victim of gang violence,was a hoot! And ending it with very poor rhyme really capped of the whole piece! An enjoyable tale and farce of a piece it is! Thanks for sharing it in this contest.
David
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Wow, this had some brilliance in it. I loved the quirky and eccentric nature of the entire poem, and the usage of the "egg" was hilarious and poignant.
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