The Grahamburglar Poet Rhyme

The Streaker

I peeked under a clover flower
and saw a ladybug in the shower
She turned bright red across her shell
and in her wrath began to yell.

Although her rage was crystal clear,
her voice was just too soft to hear
so I got closer to the ground
in hopes that I could hear the sound
and understand her tiny scream,
which swirled in the shower steam.

As I got close to listen hard
she jumped and flew across the yard.
But she was wet, and in a hurry
and somehow in the crazy flurry…
I think she simply just forgot,
she wasn’t wearing a single spot!

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Dudley Jude June 13, 2015 at 8:49 PM Awesome, nice flow, witty, pure sensitivity to choice of words and beautiful rhythm. My kind of poem.

Miguel Torres May 2, 2015 at 5:39 PM Perve. Jk, hahah. I like this, man. You got a sense of humor. The Grahamburglar May 2, 2015 at 6:45 PM Thanks Miguel, I'm glad you thought it was funny. =)

Jan Allison May 2, 2015 at 4:17 PM Cute imagery and I love the humour here :-) Hugs Jan xx The Grahamburglar May 2, 2015 at 4:23 PM Thanks Jan, I'm trying to come up with children's poems for an idea I have for a personal project. So, this is probably going to be the nature of several of my upcoming postings... =p

Rochelle Harris May 2, 2015 at 4:17 PM Preston, that is too too cute! That's a definite 7!(laughter is the best medicine and you've served me up a laugh today) ...walkin' on sunshine...Rochelle The Grahamburglar May 2, 2015 at 4:24 PM Thank you for the kind feedback and generous rating, Rochelle. You're far too kind.