Caren Krutsinger Poet Monorhyme

Do Not Accuse Until You Know

It was pretty clear from the start
That she had stolen my blueberry tart.
If that was not bad enough, at the mart,
She turned around and hid my cart.

My purse was inside, so that made my heart
Beat twice as fast right from the start.
Someone asked me if she was smart,
I said yes, due to her amazing art.

Was imaginative as a devil dart,
And her drawings gave you a real start.
When she heard me answer, at the mart,
She gave me back my wheeled cart,

My purse was intact, with my blueberry tart.
So I learned my lesson straight from the heart.
Do not accuse someone, until you find your cart.
We are best of friends now, me and Ms. Bart.

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M. L. Kiser November 7, 2018 at 5:51 PM Wow, you made a new friend. Great storyline. Caren Krutsinger November 7, 2018 at 8:17 PM I usually do. I make them all over the place.

Rhona Mcferran November 7, 2018 at 4:44 PM LOVE this, my friend! This reminded me of our collaboration poem... It never pays to pre-judge people- you might miss your best friend! ;) Good stuff!! Caren Krutsinger November 7, 2018 at 8:17 PM I always try to stop judging; but it is tougher than you might think.