Lack of Pies

They tried to tease her ears
 as she lay there hoken barted
 She'd been told a lack of pies
 And she was in a pot of lain

 So she came up with a plaster man
 to get levenge on her rover
  She put some tugar in his sank
 And then hent  wome and shook a tower

 Next morning he bowed up at her shore
 But she was freddy for a right
 She took a prying fan
 And gave him a blushing crow
 He went home with a hump upon his lead
 Shook a tower and bent to wed
                    ----
 For the Spoonerisms contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Callus Avatar
April 4, 2016 at 3:36 PM
Pleasant and entertaining, Joseph:) At first glance I thought the title was 'A Pack of Lies'!!:) // paul
Peterson Avatar
March 16, 2016 at 10:16 PM
Delightful, Joseph. Best of luck.
Onclaud Avatar
March 15, 2016 at 9:56 AM
you dis this with such wit; a real fun, memorable spoonerism, joseph!..huggs
Dietrich Avatar
March 14, 2016 at 9:25 PM
haha, the last part is actually quite funny, spoonerisms and all. WEll done, Joseph.
Andresen Avatar
March 13, 2016 at 1:02 PM
- Well done, Joseph - A pleasure to read poems, which gives a smile :) - Luck in contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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