Friday, November 23, 2012

What passes for poetry around here

The older girls have gotten into making up tricked-you-into-thinking-it-would-rhyme verses.  They'll write things like

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
And so are...marshmallows.

or

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the kings men
Couldn't put...out the fire.

Or this one, to the tune of It's Raining.

It's drizzling, it's sizzling
The old man is fizzling
He fell into a pot
And he got too hot
So he had to be rescued by...Ralph.


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