Simple Simon's Halfpennyworth Laugh

Simple Simon was not really his name,
    A nom de plume, of poetic fame.
    Each poem he composed, he carved backwards on wood,
    Then printed on foolscap as fast as he could.
    For halfpennyworth, he sold every one,
    As all of his poems, were written for fun.
    Where Simple Simon was doing no harm,
    For each misfortune, was bedevilled with charm.
    But Simple Simon did not go anywhere,
    Or tried to snare an elusive wild hare.
    Nor rode on an ass, for he already knew,
    That the hare was jugged, in an earthenware stew.

    1 / 23 / 2022.
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Alex Avatar
February 9, 2022 at 7:59 PM
Very interesting couplets. Last couplet reveals great fun. Congratulations!
Marcum Wong Avatar
February 9, 2022 at 1:29 PM
Wonderful to see this on the winner’s list George. Congratulations! Have a happy Valentine’s Day. Blessings xxoo
Marcum Wong Avatar
February 5, 2022 at 1:09 AM
I hope this does well in the contest George. I have been away for months but it is great being back. Blessings xxoo
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February 6, 2022 at 11:35 AM
Thank-you Connie, alas the contest has been abandoned, owing to scammers. I think it must be a first for this to happen to my knowledge. Wherever one goes it is always good to be back home. My Regards to you for your kind comment. George.
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