Robert L. Hinshaw Poet Clerihew

Jacob Marley

Scrooge encountered the ghost of Jake Marley,

    While slurping his bowl of blah barley.

       From thence, as we know the plot thickens,

         As from past sins Scrooge fled like the 'dickens'!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSGT, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved

Not for the contest - just for fun.

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Sara Kendrick December 12, 2014 at 1:10 PM Cute one..I enjoyed reading it this afternoon..Thanks for the visit to my page...I wish you and your family a very Merry Christmas..Sara

Nette Onclaud December 8, 2014 at 1:42 PM ohhh, a different and extraordinary flavor for marley.. i was totally charmed, bob... love your humor.. huggs

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders December 7, 2014 at 12:08 AM Witty and charming, clerihew, Bob! The best I've read so far...wanted to thank you for commenting on my son's poem tonight. I know he'll be thrilled when he reads his comments tomorrow. Yes, I am very proud of him. He's a smart little guy and sweet, too! Hugs, Rhonda

Jan Allison December 6, 2014 at 1:13 PM very clever Robert made me smile:-) hugs jan xx