Phonetically Speaking

Munday, Toosday, Whensday, Thirstday Followed by Fryday, Sataday, and Sonday Is there a reason What about the seasons Won't go there, my braino will become frayed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

Poem

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

Pigeon Tart Avatar
November 17, 2019 at 7:59 AM
Just keep counting the days and before you know it it'll be spring! ;), xomo!
Ellison Avatar
November 17, 2019 at 8:17 AM
REALLY???? Methinks there's a bunch but as long as I have you to keep me warm and snuggly I'll survive! XOX
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace