Rhyming Poem

Poem How Strange And Wonderful Words Are

My dad was a wonderful poet. "Take a bag of colored words" he wrote, "and stretch them out in rows... balance each and every line, that's how a poem grows." Simple. Uncontrived. With clever and perfect rhymes. I inherited his love of poetry and was soon writing my own. And I've learned from the best... Dorothy Parker, Cole Porter, Tom Lehrer, and Daddy.

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I don't know why but I laughed aloud at the end. This is a hilarious and cool poem.

War Of The Words

Published by Family Friend Poems May 2014 with permission of the Author.

Our English language? A curious thing!
Hammers don't ham and fingers don't fing,
Grocers don't groce and ushers don't ush,
And why is a rear called a toosh, not a tush?
What is the plural of mitt? Is it mitten?
And what's a caboodle if there is no kit'n?
Do women count coins when they go through their change?
Is all lucre filthy? Are bedfellows strange?
You can't have the willie, the heebee or jitter,
And patter is noisy unless it's with pitter.
If a guy's queer, is he gay or just odd?
And if a girl's skinny, is she still a "broad"?
Can you do a flip? That's an interesting word...
Flip a house or a pancake or even a bird!
You'd never say fum without fee, fi or foe,
And why do we go to the bathroom...to go?
Slim chance or fat, they are one and the same,
And dick can be naughty unless it's your name!
So if you love words and you don't take them lightly,
You'll find by and by that you can-can write rightly!

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