Homophone Me
There once was a robin who flew
somewhat strangely down my chimney flue.
When I asked if she missed
due to morn's heavy mist,
she said, "That, plus I'm fighting the flu".
Unhappy with how much I weigh,
for a long time I searched for a way
to get rid of some weight.
This was well worth the wait:
to fruit smoothies I add powdered whey!
She prays to her Father most holy,
while adoring His worthiness wholly.
For long hours she'll kneel
by her new husband, Neil.
So that's why both their pants are so holey.
Though he couldn't look me in the eye,
the cupcake thief said, "It is I".
When I asked, "So you ate
every one of the eight?"
With a fierce stomach ache he said, "aye".
A new singer has come to the fore
though I honestly don't know what for.
Her light dimly has shone
(as her critics have shown) -
her "cringe" songs I could name three or four.
This poet tells bad jokes (puns, too)
every minute he'll tell one or two.
Now this half-funny bard
from all bars is now barred
till his victims who passed out come to.
My sailboat I towed down the road
to the bay; at the helm my son rode.
But no breezes were seen
at the smooth-as-glass scene -
to our destination we both rowed!
Twelve donuts I opted to buy,
as I nibbled on them by and by.
Now they're gone - who knows where
(my new pants I can't wear)
With this mystery I'll sign off. Bye!
//Homophones - two words sounding the same but with different meanings //
Written 26 Oct 2022
Copyright © John Watt | Year Posted 2022
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment