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I’ve written a few poems with idiom titles! Wherever the muse takes me. Enjoy!
Born With Two Left Feet
she’s never been right, tripping over everyone’s laces.
it’s like a laser field, where she bumps into every bruise.
she ducks and limps, with charlie brown, circling bases.
her braids tangled and barely reaching the rescuing prince.
to make matters worse, he plucks grays as he makes his ascent.
her head aches, with every step of the ladder, making him wince.
so shy, she hides under a contrasting red hood and cape.
why does she always invite the hairy ones to join her?
this one has wide eyes and snarly teeth — an audacious ape.
they go swimming and she bobs under the dangerous dock.
her fin fits way too tight, cutting off common sense circulation.
yet, with wisdom lacking, he sinks as she hands him a rock.
she blames herself, as another one cuts himself with slipper shard.
racing away, from what will be disastrous, she thumbs for a carriage.
her heart racing with every bump, knowing life will always be hard.
the moral of this acrobatic feat, encouraging dragons - fire and all,
if she’d only been born right, perhaps there’d be someone left,
but under this royal beauty’s curse, into normal life she’d never fall.
2/13/2018
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