"The earth is flat,"
he argued,
"and spins in space
like a juggler's plate."
" How can you be so
two dimensional?" she said,
"The earth is like a ball,
spinning on its South Pole.
Spinning so fast that friction,
against the atmosphere,
heats the equator,
forms deserts, mirages and things.
If it was a plate,
it would be too hot,
round the edge,
to hold, silly!"
Author notes
Wendy Cope, 'He tells her the earth is flat'.
A contest entry
- Poet muses by Gillian-Noelle.
700 points, ended March 6, 6 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I like the wit and style of this - Wendy would, I feel, approve.
Bill
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I love this, it is exactly my sort of humor! I do hope you get some kind of a trophy in the contest. Good luck! ^_^
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Sathendra
Thankyou for your complimentary comments and good wishes. I share your hope!
Best wishes from 'down-under'.
Shenton
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The essence of Wendy has truly been captured here; a simple scene set up and than a massive witty pay off at the end,all well written.Brilliant entry.
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Gillian-Noelle
Thankyou for your encouraging and complimentary comments.
Best wishes from 'down-under'.
Shenton
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love the last verse
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testedfaith
I don't think I've ever had such a prompt reply! Thankyou for it, for your comment, and for your very generous applause.
Best wishes from 'down-under'.
Shenton -
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"Prompt reply" is new, "wow that was quick" is what people often say to me.
you're welcome.
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