Saturday March 17th, 2018

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about: skeletons.

2 comments:

Greg said...

From a sick day to skeletons -- have you caught the Black Death by any chance? If so, I hope you're preparing posts for the next ten years or so, so that the blog continues on after you become a skeleton yourself :)

Skeletons
My doctor said I had a big anatomy
And that that accounted for my size.
My mother said there was no-one fatter than me
And that I should skeletonize.

Marc said...

Greg - close enough. It seems to have passed now, more or less.

Also: thank you for your kind and consoling thoughts about my poor health :P

I see you've rhymed 'anatomy' with 'fatter than me'. I think I shall give up on poetry now, as nothing will ever top that...