The exercise:
A four line poem about: a child's toy.
Mine is based on something that happened this morning.
The rain came all morning at the market, but it didn't put too big a damper on our earnings. So that was relatively good. Could have done without feeling the coastal chill though.
Mine:
I would like one sunflower please,
To make my daughter stop crying;
Actually you better make that two -
Now my son I need to appease.
3 comments:
If only all children could be settled down and appeased by giving them sunflowers. Or better, any kind of flower! That sounds like an interesting morning at the market then.
A child's toy
It's new, it's fantastic plastic,
It's good for girls and boys!
It heats to 4000 Fahrenheit
Like all good children's toys!
A child's toy
It's just a small stuffed bear
Looking for love, looking for care.
I know that it's a child's toy,
But it used to bring me such joy!
Greg - I foresee absolutely no problems arising from such a toy :P
Anon - I'm completely unable to throw away old stuffed toys, so I fully appreciate the sentiment of your poem :)
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