I live in a circus tent
My mom talks with an accent
She sticks fire down her throat
While riding on a Billy goat
I’m the sad baby clown
I have a really great frown
Going to take a trip right now
Visit my friend in Rhyme Town
Flunky Punky is his name
Finally graduating so he claims
This I have to see for myself
Maybe I can even try to help
Anyway it will be a big surprise
When the whole circus suddenly arrives
Celebrating his Graduation Day
If he doesn’t pass, we’ll party any way
A contest entry
- Rhyme Town by Slick99.
675 points, ended September 1, 2008, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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this was really good, well done for the win!
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read and for the kind words. God Bless
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Sounds like a Circus to me!
This deserved the Gold! Great story poem with vivid imagery. I saw it & felt as if I were there! Good choice of background! You certainly have the feel of a Circus family here, with the anticipated way of thought with a twist! I'm going to be going to sleep dreaming of Circuses! Good flow, timing & rhyming! Bravo!
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Thank you for the wonderful comments. They are very important to me. Sweet dreams and God Bless,
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ODD
Not sure I liked this or not
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Well I thank you for reading and taking the time to comment any way. God Bless
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Wow awesome poem,you should do well in the contest.
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting. God Bless
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this is really good!!! i like how you used one of my characters. (FLUNKY PUNKY.) it makes it authentic!!! good luck in my contest!!! -slick99
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Thank you very much, I loved your poems and of course they were my insperation. God Bless
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