Copland Rose Poet Rhyme

Fred

Fred’s bed is a sled.
Fred’s sled bed is made of lead.
Fred’s lead sled bed made Fred’s head red.
Fred’s red head meant Fred’s head’d bled.
Fred’s head bled red, then Fred sped, by tread, to the med.
Fred’s med, Ted, said, “Fred’s head’s bled red!
Fred’s lead sled bed bred Fred’s red, bled head!”
Fred’s med threaded Fred’s red, bled head.
Fred’s med said, “Fred’d b’dead by how much he’d shed.” Fred rejecTed.
Fred’s med pled, “Fred, if you hadn’t fled, sped to the med you’d b’dead!”
Fred’s med fed Fred bread in the med-bed;
Fred’s dreaded lead sled bed and the landfill are wed.

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Poet Destroyer A June 12, 2016 at 10:27 PM LOL, XOOL write, LINDA

Skat A June 9, 2016 at 6:18 PM HA, I like this poem about Fred. what a bed, sled, dread, bad ace poem about FRED.... i think it's a list. SKAT