There was a rabbit who wanted to fly
I’m sure you’re asking ‘How?’ and ‘Why?’
Such a creature, fluffy, gentle and shy
could think of soaring in the sky.
He’d always fancied giving it a try
so went on ebay and found a guy
with wings for sale, for rabbits to buy;
all shapes and colours in ample supply.
The package arrived at the end of July
quickly unwrapped, with a tear in his eye
he secured the wings with straps and a tie;
standing on the window sill intending to fly.
But down below stood passers by
hardly believing what they could espy
a suicidal rabbit on a ledge up high
ready to jump and most certainly die.
Launching himself in the blink of an eye
on make-shift wings he had to rely
flapping like mad he let out a sigh
aware now of things going awry
For rabbits with wings wanting to fly
the Laws of Gravity still apply.
Down he tumbled and landed by-and-by
in a hedge of tall and soft Leylandii
Not a rabbit to moan or cry
with a spirit that refused to die;
wanderlust for adventure he cannot deny
next week he’s giving scuba diving a try.
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A contest entry
- Play With Rhyme by Poetess12.
700 points, ended January 13, 22 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - AP X Factor 2 - Auditions by sideways hourglass.
550 points, ended February 27, 31 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I like your monorhymes.
I enjoyed this cute and funny poem.
Very well done
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yes.
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If you can write with rounded metaphor with the rhyming and flow displayed here included, you'll do well in the competition.
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Yes.
Line 14 "espy" would work better there.
Line 21 - remove "Because" to even-up the flow.
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Thanks for stopping by and leaving such helpful comments. Your input is always appreciated.
Kat
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brilliant
well done i have a rabbit and belive it or not she likes to jump off things the top of the hutch my bed even off the roof of the car (dont ask how she got up there because even i dont know. but she has never tried to fly but great poem i love it! keep it up!
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gah
wings are just a pretext for flying
the secret is to fill your butt with firecrackers and set them on fire -
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Problem is, most people will never know the joy of letting their minds soar. They are so full of BS they have no room left to insert the firecrackers
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This poem is creative and cute.
I like the last stanza.
"Not a rabbit to moan or cry
with a spirit that refused to die;
wanderlust for adventure he cannot deny
next week he's giving scuba diving a try."
Thank you very much for your entry
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Oh, this was so unexpectedly cute. Silly wabbit, kicks are for trids. Wonderful whimsy!
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