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The Lost Cat and Sweet Violets

 

There once were some children who found a small cat

Homewards they took her to sit on a …

Cushion, and just then she wanted to eat

So they gave her a plate of nice juicy …

Carrots – but she didn’t like orange she’d rather have red

So they found her some roses to try them…

As food. But she turned up her little pink nose

And said she would never eat flowers unless they were…

 

Sweet violets, sweeter than the roses

Covered all over from head to toe

Covered all over with sweet violets.

 

© Virginia Lowe
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #42

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Comment: The lack of rhyme makes the rhyme obvious and amusing, and as Norman Lindsey (The Magic Pudding) remarked, children are most interested in food. So here it is.

 

Poem of the Day

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Buccaneer Banquet

 

The buccaneer bragged to the butcher,

“My Kitchen Rules, for sure,

so gimme those guts for me banquet tonight

and a coupla bears and that boar.

 

I’m goin’ all out on the barbie,

with bacon and bangers to boot,

served up with a broccoli garnish,

and for afters, a basin of fruit.

 

A good balanced bash for me hearties,

from Yours Truly, the Buccaneer Host,

and if they wake up in the morning,

they can get their own coffee and toast.

Kate O’Neil
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #29

Poetry Prompt #29