Joanna Daniel Poet Rhyme

Away In the Attic

Away in the attic, 
No dusting for years, 
I'm sneezing and sneezing! 
Eyes brimming with tears! 

Now why did I come here? 
For that box of books, 
Too heavy and dirty, 
Ruined my good looks! 

Brown smears on my blue dress, 
Smudges on my cheeks! 
It's better I climb down, 
Before someone peeks! 

Atishoo! Atishoo! 
Oh my! Falling down! 
No wonder they call me
"The clumsiest clown"!! 

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Marikate Kingston January 4, 2024 at 6:01 PM Gosh, one certainly can't judge. Anybody who has a clean attic deserves a prize. Your courage has motivatd me to tackle the garage! Gus-un-tight !

Kim Merryman July 31, 2023 at 8:00 PM Dust always makes me sneeze. Enjoyed! Congrats on your top win, Jo! Blessings, Kim M

Terry Flood July 31, 2023 at 12:11 PM I trust it wasn’t head first, Joanna… bottoms up! Congrats on this witty win. Terry

Jan Allison July 31, 2023 at 8:10 AM What a fun poem Jo, thanks for the smile! Many congrats on your top placement and thanks for taking time to enter the contest:-) hugs Jan xx

Speaks Volumes July 27, 2023 at 6:08 AM So real Jo, I can relate to the falling down too. Loved this poem

Valsa George July 24, 2023 at 4:40 AM This is exactly the situation in climbing on to the attic that has not been dusted for years. Well done Joanna .....

Andrea Dietrich July 19, 2023 at 9:56 PM very very well done, Joanna. Humor is great.

Bj Legros Kelley July 15, 2023 at 3:23 PM So funny!! You painted quite the comedy Joanne!!

Heidi Sands July 15, 2023 at 9:54 AM Lol. I can just picture this. I have places I need to get working on. Great one Joanna :)

Kim Rodrigues July 15, 2023 at 8:36 AM LOL! I have one room where I store things. I hadn’t given it a good dusting in awhile. It sent me into allergy heaven…

Robert Lindley July 15, 2023 at 8:34 AM Every time I visit my attic I come out dirty from my rummaging through old things that are busty/nasty. but interesting. Some bring back wonderful memories. A visit oft affects my writings as those memories do. Very fine poem my friend. God bless.

Joseph May July 15, 2023 at 4:25 AM A visit to the attic is nothing to sneeze at,:), Very nicely penned Jo