A Spotlight Performance

In the spotlight she played on her flute.
Though she tried, her performance was mute.
The crowd heard not a note,
just a squeal from her throat
as they pelted her with rotten fruit.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Knop Avatar
August 22, 2010 at 10:41 AM
Wow, what a shame! Very funny Limerick, Sharon! Loved the read this evening! Tank you for your kind comments and have agreat week!....Gert:)
Rich Avatar
August 19, 2010 at 8:16 AM
Enjoyed this interesting piece of poetry you have written here. Also, will have to read more of your work as well. Have a great day
Dietrich Avatar
August 18, 2010 at 10:04 PM
hahaha. It reminds me of those poor kids who get cold feet and can't play a note. Good one. LUv, Andrea
Walters Avatar
August 17, 2010 at 6:43 PM
Oh, how very clever! Poor thing, sounds like something from a nightmare- I can't seem to run in mine but no one pelts me with fruit past it's prime. This was fun to read :) Hugs, Kris
Fraser Avatar
August 17, 2010 at 12:03 PM
Aw, poor lassie, crowds can be so unkind at times. Kolio Limerick Sharon >> James
Mehta Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 6:39 PM
A nice hilarious scene you have penned, Sharon
Culverhouse Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 10:35 AM
oh poor thing...so sad
R Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 8:03 AM
Great limerick, Sharon. Poor girl, she got a little too nervous..it can happen to the best of us...Emily
Devonshire Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 7:15 AM
I feel sorry for this girl, but still had to laugh, Sharon. We all get nervous sometimes. Love, Carolyn
Sweetheart Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 7:05 AM
A super write Sharon.. if for any contest ..good luck.. enjoyed your rhyme .. as well.. happy week to u .. with luv from Italy..caio..luv..
Kendrick Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 6:13 AM
Sad and disappointing time for the performer..Keep up the creative writing..Sara
Nutter Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 3:22 AM
Funny, but a fear everyone has to face when getting up before a crowd for the first time.
Horsman Avatar
August 16, 2010 at 2:38 AM
glad i didn't play in front of that crowd, awesome limerick Sharon, enjoyed the poem.
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