21. Cinderella
Famous Poem
I guess you think you know this story.
You don't. The real one's much more gory.
The phoney one, the one you know,
Was cooked up years and years ago,
Famous Poem
I guess you think you know this story.
You don't. The real one's much more gory.
The phoney one, the one you know,
Was cooked up years and years ago,
Yes, Roald Dahl has a whole book of revolting rhymes like this one. You should read it. Hilarious.
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When somebody dies, folks hardly ever say "dead."
They prefer "expired" or "departed" instead.
Most of the euphemisms don't do any harm,
Like "biting the dust" or "buying the farm."
I found this poem very refreshing and true. Very good.
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Spring has sprung, the time has come, for the greening of the trees
A time of change, renewal and growth for my allergies
Like everything else in this great world, Spring has its pluses and minuses
But its features are quite singular when it comes to my poor sinuses
They looked good, at first, together,
tight laced and polished smart,
but wear and tear destroyed them:
A tale to break your heart!
Loved this poem. Very smart and funny too. Well done!
I was heading south to the city's biggest shopping center
To get a steak and other things that I could eat for dinner.
Then I noticed, luckily, I was nearly out of gas.
So, I headed for the Stall-Mart store out near the overpass.
Yeah, it did. It's called a cliff hanger, so all in all they did have a proper ending. *shrug
As I lay cozy, all snug in my bed,
I enjoy the imagination inside my head
Until I hear racket beside my bed.
It's my 5:00 alarm!
The poem is absolutely cool. Man it has happened to me not more than a hundred times.
I'm resting here quite regally,
The feature of the table.
Surrounded by potatoes that
I'd taste if I were able.
This poem is definitely original and unique. I just never would have thought of looking at Thanksgiving from the turkey's point of view. Very cute poem. I really enjoyed it!
Famous Poem
Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,
just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him because he run and hid,
Johnny Cash was the right person to sing these lyrics. He made an interesting song from an awesome poem. Very entertaining. Love it!
Jac. Judy A. Campbell
My horse is there in front of me
Clip-cloppin' down the road.
He stops and flips his tail straight up
And drops another load.
Now see the beautiful sunset ore the ocean blue
Fiery colors do abound, of poems there are a few
I wish that I could write one, about that perfect hue
But nothing rhymes with orange
This orange poem has tickled my fancy. Let me give it a go...
Porridge is a dreary word that always rhymes with orange.
While strawberries and blueberries may make a soothing pair....
So now he has had his eyes done,
and at last he can see,
but I was a bit worried,
this poem is great, I would say..
I loved it a lot, we need a poem for our project and I chose this one..thanks a lot..it's funny
Taking a romantic ride today,
We sat upon the wagon.
Suddenly the horse lifted his tail
And we heard a roaring dragon!
To me this is the best poem I have read in a long time, so I am sending it to myself.