Snap, Crackle, Pop

Just two more hours till the Royal Ball

Alas, this zit wouldn't fade at all

Since no ointment would ease

I just gave it a squeeze

It crackled, then it spackled the wall


I knew soon that company would call

But how to hide that goop on the wall

Left no clues with my clothes 

Wiped the ooze from my nose

Looks like I'll make the Ball after all
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

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