Today is May Day
Workers unite!
I hate my employer
And I want a fight
But this is not
A place for fightin’
It’s a place
For poetry writin’
The calendar sez
NaPoMo’s in the can
But I sez, no way
Bring on more iamb
We’d be stuck with just prose
If NaPoMo had ended
We’d be sad and morose
But we’re glad it’s extended
Am I right?
2 comments:
NaPoMo has officially ended,
However the rules have now been bended
In honour of Mushroom Lady's nomination
We're prolonging this rhyming celebration.
Happy for Mushroom, but our blog Mistress Ma'am,
Who think she be? Jean-Claude Van Damme?
With only a few days left to go
I'll pen what I feel like and go with the flow.
I won't just comment on her postings
Or any of her celebrity roastings.
So to start off NaPoMo's extension
Here is my latest award-winning invention:
Alec, Alec, take off your pants
Alec, Alec, start to dance,
Shake your booty and shimmy that thing
And make those jingle bells ting-a-ling.
JAW fan
hold the presses--
sir alec and JCVD in a single poem!
(bring on mo' iamb, indeed)
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