Joyce Johnson Poet Monorhyme

My Life Is Hash

I love a man who’s rash
and who carries lots of cash.
If he has a little flash
that only adds to his panache. 

I dug into my stash
to provide a birthday bash
for my caballero with his sash
who really made a splash.


My dreams have turned to ash
when my lover made a dash
and took off with my antique Nash.
My heart can’t survive the gash.

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Lee Ramage August 29, 2011 at 6:33 PM Well done. Monorhyme can be challenging and yours flows so well. take care Lee

Andrea Dietrich August 28, 2011 at 11:53 PM way to do the contest, JOyce. Great monorhyme, sweetie.

Doris Culverhouse August 28, 2011 at 9:25 PM oh no....funny!

Sara Kendrick August 28, 2011 at 6:10 PM Good one..I got a chuckle..Must be another contest..This is the third one that I have read..Good luck..Sara

Carolyn Devonshire August 28, 2011 at 5:15 PM Wonderfully witty write, Joyce! So much fun to read. My crystal ball sees a big win in your future. Amazing use of the monorhyme form -- love the panache! And it will surely remind some women of men they have loved in the past. Love you, Carolyn

Nancy Jones August 28, 2011 at 4:27 PM the moral of this story is... "never fall for a man whose rash might gash you!" Fun write, Joyce, thanks! ~N

Michael J. Falotico August 28, 2011 at 4:15 PM Very good write Joyce....smiles alll around... Michael

Dr.Ram Mehta August 28, 2011 at 3:54 PM Wonderful entry to the contest, Joyce

Francine Roberts August 28, 2011 at 3:36 PM too cute, my parents had a Nash when I was a child, good luck in the contest

Natalie The Rogue Rhymer August 28, 2011 at 3:31 PM Love it Joyce! I had a '59 pink Rambler for years-just sold it two months ago since I moved-I miss it already :(