Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme Royal

Me and My Pal the Mushroom King

Walking in the woods on a summers day
I ran across the savvy mushroom king
The old tight-wad geezer wanted to play
I played him checkers and a little chess.
The king was pretty good, I must confess.
Same time next week I asked the little guy?
Leaving, he said. How ‘bout fourth of July?

We made a little date, the mushroom king and I.
I would bring purple sparklers and fire crackers, 
He promised lemon meringue faerie homemade pie.
I dreamed of lemon pie for nights and nights on end.
Glad to have a mushroom king for a new best friend.
We met on the fourth, and I gave a disappointed sigh.
I had the fireworks, but guess who forgot to bring the pie?

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Gershon Wolf February 7, 2019 at 10:32 PM Caren Krutsinger at her best in this poem. Your character, "The Mushroom King," is (methinks) a nice blend of Dickensian eccentricity and Hans Christian Anderson wonderfulness! A FAVE for me, for sure! :) gw Caren Krutsinger February 7, 2019 at 10:44 PM Thank you my friend. I did not think it was that good but I do love my mushroom king, and faerie princess and pirate gypsy poems!

M. L. Kiser February 6, 2019 at 5:33 PM And him a mushroom king! What was he thinking? Caren Krutsinger February 7, 2019 at 5:21 AM He was being rather selfish. I am just glad he did not bring mushroom soup, I cannot abide it!

Rhona Mcferran February 6, 2019 at 4:28 PM Lemon meringue faerie homemade pie is my favorite!!! ;) Fun write, although I'm not very happy with that old tight-wad geezer... Caren Krutsinger February 7, 2019 at 5:24 AM I am so into lemon meringue pie. We are snowed out of school today, so I might ask my husband to venture across the driveway to check the deep freeze in the garage, as I am scared of the freezing rain out there that covers the asphalt from the porch to the garage. There might be a pie.

Bette Bavington February 6, 2019 at 1:32 PM Thank goodness. Caren I now know who has been putting mushrooms all over the place. Lol. Nicely done. Caren Krutsinger February 7, 2019 at 5:25 AM Yes, and I am not helping, as I am still rather irritated with his lack of empathy for my pie-loving ways.

Rebecca Ann February 6, 2019 at 10:11 AM An amazing fairy tale poem, this is awesome Caren! I loved it! Caren Krutsinger February 6, 2019 at 10:49 AM Thank you Rebecca. I really had fun with this.