Big Bad Wolf came knock-knocking
On my door again tonight
And blew down my resolve
With barely a huff-and-puff
I ate Little Jack Horner's Christmas pie
Miss Muffet's curds and whey
Don't matter if the porridge is hot or cold
It's all just right to me
I'm a little glutton, far too stout
I've got no handle, only a spout
When I eat far too much hear me shout
Tip me over and pour
Me
Out
Author notes
Spur of the moment thing. Definitely needs tidying!
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funny like a nursery rhyme twisted with an ed. never heard of this type of writing before i loved it!
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Thanks a lot
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It's really interesting. I like how you incorporated the nursery rhymes. The beginning lines kept me reading and in the end, i really liked it. Good job :]
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Thankyoo
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I like it. I love all the nursery rhyme stuff, but the poem seems uneven. You start off really manipulating the nursery rhymes strongly, putting your voice in them, making them say what you want. At the end it's not so strong. It kind of peatered out. You might want to think of adding more of what you want to say at the end, but as is, it is still a great write. Lovely.
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Mm. You're right there.
The end stanza came into my head in math class one day--the basis for the poem--and I sort of wrote the rest around it. I'll tidy it up and make it fit together better a little later.
Thanks.
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No prob.
Just calling them as I see them.
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i loved the ending. wow. great write hun. you did an awesome job on this. loved it!
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Thanks
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