Fester Blowhard

FESTER BLOWHARD Uncle Fester’s full of hot air. He blows up at Frida Fayre. An unfair and dark fellow, Blowhard farts into a cello. Freckled Frida just so feckless with her flute. Her thin lips and puckered cheeks softly toot. Fester fosters a hot-air balloon. Frantically blows out his old bassoon. Frida nervously nettles her fingers to pray. Fester’s balloon bollixed, hellfire to pay. 6/25/2017 LIGHT POETRY A Light To Like judged 7/28 Contest: Poem N/A'd from June to August
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Flats Avatar
June 26, 2017 at 4:01 PM
Aye! Thanks for the guffaws m'lasse!
Rodrigues Avatar
June 26, 2017 at 5:54 PM
You are most welcome, dear lim'rik!
Medders Tobechi Avatar
June 25, 2017 at 12:37 PM
You worked hard to get this one composed. Witty and light of heart which is so good for the spirit.
Rodrigues Avatar
June 25, 2017 at 12:46 PM
Thanks, Janis :)
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