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Nervous Jest

King beseech me,
I am only a peasant,
My rhyme may be sordid,
but my intentions are pleasant
I cannot juggle,
nor can I dance,
but this morning two rats,
ate right though my pants,

Fortunately,
I was not wearing them at the time,
but it seems local rats,
have a taste for the grime,
as I am poor,
they were my only pair,
not as big as a hole,
nor discreet as a tear,

So with no thread to stitch them,
they became my apparel,
seemed like a more attractive option,
than a barrel,
so when your guard stopped me
as I peddled my wares
my mind became distracted
by more immediate cares

Gut now unsettled,
my nerves did betray me,
I tried to speak,
but my actions would slay me,
When I knelt to bow,
something came out and on show,
I'm here because in nervous jest,
I asked your guard for a blow.

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  • Bionic Poet
    August 26, 2008

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    The ball is tonight, and now you know,
    I'm glad you asked him for a blow.
    Cause I'm busy planning,
    And now all is hardy.
    Cause we need more balloons,
    For the party!


    • Vampstress
      August 27, 2008
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      My king you are merciful,
      not like others believe,
      I admit, I deserve
      the punishment I recieve,
      This day in court,
      had filled me with dread,
      others said you were a prick,
      who'd say off with my head.

      I admit I'd believed them,
      quite fully at first,
      they said you were a mean king,
      with a blood thirst,
      But blowing balloons
      is something I can do,
      why it could have been worse,
      could have asked me to blow you.

      • Bionic Poet
        August 28, 2008
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        I'm sorry, but looks like, you have to die,
        Listen now, and I'll tell you why.
        Cause your the very worst at blowing,
        You cause it death.
        Cause the last time I heard,
        You ran out of breath!

        • Vampstress
          August 29, 2008
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          Damn it,
          it seems like the rumours are true,
          I might have found the breath if I had to blow you,
          But I'm a bad blow?
          so now it's off with my head?
          well that's kinda funny,
          that's not what your mom said.


  • Uniquely-Scarred
    August 26, 2008

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    wow this is funny some great rhymes in this one best of luck in the contest, i think this will win (;


  • Romeo Dragonheart
    August 26, 2008

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    I love it, its an excellent work of art with great humor at the end and a wonderful story BRAVO
    Later
    Romeo

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