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A Pony Named Bubbles


A pony named Bubbles

when I was young

would give us rides

he was so much fun


he was round and red

with gloss and fat

but his Bubbles name

didn’t come from that


nothing to do with

shape or weight

but  it did come about

from what he ate


once you were safely

upon his back

he’d set off unbidden

to his favourite snack


hidden behind where

gardeners don’t go

between the stables

where thistles grow


off you’d trot

when he’d had his fill

across the paddock

and over the hill


the thistles would gurgle

inside his tummy

and then the noises

which were really quite funny


it was long ago

but I’ve never forgotten

those bubbles from Bubbles

straight out of his bottom


 Myra King
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #2


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by Allan Cropper


These circles give me headaches

and here’s the reason why,

I’m fine with sums and minuses

but though I always try

This symbol keeps on bugging me

I thought that I would cry

The day my teacher tried to teach me pi


This squiggly little symbol

keeps on doing in my head

Looks nothing like a number but

more like a tiny shed

I’m feeling pretty hungry so

give me pie charts instead

My teacher keeps on trying to teach me pi


The inside of a circle is

pi r squared I’m told

And 2 pi r the measurement

the distance round a hole

This never ending talk of pi

just drives me up the wall

My teacher won’t stop trying to teach me pi


A quadratic equation can

At worse make me irate

Serve me long division, and

I’ll start to salivate

Pi will always be the thing

I dearly love to hate

My teacher won’t stop trying to teach me pi

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The Darling of the Darling Downs

by Allan Cropper

Lady Flo, the wife of Joh

The darling of the Darling Downs

Her recipe for pumpkin scones

Was shared across Australian towns

The farmers in the pumpkin patch

And those who baked and kneaded dough

Were all prepared to cook a batch

And give the pumpkin scones a go

Australia loved the pumpkin scone

and Flo became a household name.

It wasn’t due to husband Joh,

That Lady Flo had found her fame.

In meeting halls and country fairs

The pumpkin scones still do the rounds

So take a bow, dear Lady Flo

The darling of the Darling Downs.