Poem of the Day

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Mind your Ps and Qs

A Cautionary Tale
by Kate O’Neil

 

The ticket’s important.

Your favourite show

is almost sold out

but you’re dying to go.

 

You groan at the queue

but you can’t walk away;

there’s no other chance.

You must see it today.

 

Yes, you’re dying to go,

But not just to the show.

One coffee too many,

and the queue is so slow.

 

The choice is so cruel,

What will you do?

You have to choose now:

The queue or the loo?

 

It’s Nature that wins,

As Nature will do,

but you’ll know next time

that it’s ‘P’ before ‘Q’.

 

  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #Prompt77

Kate says: This is a poem inspired by the long-treasured advice of a favourite aunty.

 

 

Poem of the Day

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Bird Registration

by Lynelle Kendall

 

I’m standing in queue,

With you, you and you,

Feathered comrades all waiting to pay.

At the front sits an owl,

With a permanent scowl,

Give me patience! I’ve been here all day.

 

I’ve forms in my pinions,

And formed an opinion,

That registrations take too long.

At last it’s my turn,

With the owl looking stern,

Asking questions about right and wrong.

 

His queries abated.

How long I had waited!

Then he handed me paper and quill.

I loudly protested,

At the figure suggested,

So large was the size of my bill!

 

  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #7

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