Radishes, Rondeaux, Renaissance and Rose

Radishes, rondeaux, Renaissance and rose.
Rumpelstiltskin’s rear view is clouding my nose.
Furthermore, he’s hoarding the beautiful hose.
And I do not care for the color he’s chose.

Robust Rubenesque warrior woman lady queen,
I need to sneeze, and do not want to be mean.
Radishes, rondeaux, renaissance and rose.
Can you please stop stretching out my well bought clothes?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Buehler Avatar
August 14, 2019 at 12:02 AM
I enjoyed reading this delightfully witty and funny verse!
Krutsinger Avatar
August 14, 2019 at 12:26 PM
Thank you Evelyn. I was laughing the whole time it was being pulled out of my mind.
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