Merrick and Mirren went blackberry pickin`
in places they grow wild,
you must remember Mirren
is just a three year old child.
With berries prolific the picking teriffic
they soon had a big bag full.
Big, fat and juicy the black ones
melted on your tongue.
red ones were nasty the brambles were scratchy
tore your legs and stung.
soon it was time to go
there were black clouds in the sky.
Merrick had grand visions
of blackberry and apple pie.
those thoughts soon for revision
her images sky high.
All the plans of mice and men
are very often shot
as dear little Mirren had
scoffed the bleedin` lot.
Author notes
Just something lighthearted to cheer you up Suseann. Thinking of you and wishing you well.
A contest entry
- For Suseann, To Cheer Her Up by ecrivain01.
1050 points, ended November 11, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I know(PER AUTHOR'S NOTES), and love you for this little rhymer tale.
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ha ha oh how i miss picking blackberries!!! There used to be a patch where i would wait for the bus and that was breakfast ha ha great write and made me smile which i desperately needed!!! thanks!
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Aww! Really cute. The title threw me off a bit at first, but it turned out to be worth reading, hands down. I'm glad I read it!
Good luck on the contest!
Vhoori
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oops i forgot
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haha that was cute. Very good
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And I'm sure it will do that ...
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this was so cute and light... wonderful flow to it!
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Brought a smile to my face, and memories came to mind too! thanks for both!
Regards.
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I love this berry poem so much!
It's just like being there and it's a berry, berry, fine write, good Poet Sir. You always write super-fine poems that make me glad to know you. 
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