Aha

Didn’t digest my all-dressed pizza
Suffering now from insomnia
A touch of every possible phobia
Mostly of ravenous bacteria 
And humongous tarantula
O yes, and the sordid mafia
Did I call my Grandmamma
Did I put away the spatula
Did I book girls’ day at the spa
Did all the bourgeois really die of cholera
I’m drowning under this plethora

Remind me  What’s that formula
O yes,  Abracadabra
Tra-la-la  and  La-di-da
And poof now I’m in a gondola
On the way to utopia
Dressed in graceful taffeta
Eating baklava in the basilica
Hanging from the candelabra
Swinging to the tunes of Lady Gaga
Supported by the silliest orchestra
Hey you  Pass me the foie gras
I have a cockeyed camera
You’ll see me at the cinema
I love you  Etcetera  Etcetera



AP: 1st place 2020, 3rd place 2025

dreamfantasyfunimaginationnonsensemonorhyme

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Robertina B.

February 21, 2018 at 10:11 PM

That was awesome!! I enjoyed the read..

Line Gauthier

February 22, 2018 at 7:22 AM

Thank you so much, Robertina. Much appreciated.

Janis Medders Tobechi

February 21, 2018 at 7:34 PM

I really like it. Great monorhyme with all the different endings.

Line Gauthier

February 21, 2018 at 8:43 PM

Thank you, Janis. Much appreciated visit.

Gershon Wolf

February 21, 2018 at 4:11 PM

You really have the touch for monorhyming, Line. I love the way the poem just keeps going. The reader, me, is enchanted more and more with every line.

Line Gauthier

February 21, 2018 at 6:18 PM

Thank you so much for your lovely visit, Gershon. Most appreciated.