Hat Bueckert Poet Rhyme

Banana Peel- Virelai

Felt under my heel
A banana peel
I slip
Loudly now I squeal
Like a clapping seal
I flip
A mid air cartwheel
Now terror I feel 
I yip!

Need to get a grip
Sweat beads off me drip
Oh boy.
I bend at the hip
My feet now I grip
No joy
I brace, bite my lip
And land from this trip
Not coy

Was this evil ploy?
A cartoon decoy?
With zeal!
A plan I employ
Litterbug, destroy!
Big deal…
Calm down from annoy
And had a Rob Roy
Surreal. 

March 16, 2023
Write me a Virelai
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues

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Kim Rodrigues April 9, 2023 at 8:26 PM Fun one! Congratulations, Hat!

Sara Kendrick March 17, 2023 at 5:52 AM Reads like a good contender for the contest to me. Way to go. Thank you for sharing. I hope if this is true that you did not get hurt only your pride injured in the fall. Sara Hat Bueckert March 17, 2023 at 7:29 AM Haha thanks Sara, I have had too many clumsy moments to count but have not yet actually slipped on a banana peel. (knock on wood hehe)

Sotto Poet March 17, 2023 at 5:26 AM Humoristic and so well-composed Virelai. Best wishes with the contest.

Daniel Turner March 16, 2023 at 5:37 PM Funny and creative, Hat. Good luck.

Darlene De Beaulieu March 16, 2023 at 3:09 PM Hello Hat Buceckert Hat, as I read this poem I was laughing at the scene. It is good to laugh. Enjoy your day my friend.