A friend challenged me to write something with homonyms. 1st Place, Make Me Smile 11-10 |
Fun With Homonyms I was looking through the ads for something to buy, I needed an adze so badly, I thought I would cry I didn’t want to err when I chopped my tree limbs down Afraid they would catch air, fly off and hit the town. As one fell it swooshed!, and made such a sound aloud Man, I was having more fun than should be allowed I chopped up the limbs and made a wooden altar, But out crawled a spider; and my decision did alter. I have arachnophobia, that spider looked awful I hit it hard with my shoe; it became offal What I’d done was just cruel, I felt so bad Wrapped it up in some crewel, t’was all I had. With it bundled up well, it had plenty of flecks I tried to pick it up, but my back wouldn’t flex Instead I stooped; then smelled a stench so foul Something was rotten, it was an offending fowl. Not just one, for I spied several flocks, Luckily I found a large spray of red phlox Out ran a hare from around the bend Startled me badly, my hair stood on end. Chasing the hare was a spotted gray horse “Stop!” I yelled; and instantly became hoarse It ran quickly past, its mane stiff in the wind But my main concern, was would my back ever bend. Trying to stand up, I fell on my humerus, That hurt a lot, it certainly wasn’t humorous Those flowers I found weren’t fully grown But dang, I hope this poem hasn’t made you groan. Jim Dorrell 11/3/10 |