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To Good Health

Jack Sprat and wife Mary, lived in a glory of lemony, chiffon days; Like maroon birds keep on singing, until the sunset, orange phase. They were comfy and happy, like a picnic in lavish, emerald grass; And had a black dog and a calico cat, like red Mars making a pass. While Jack was a large man, his beloved wife, contrarily, was tiny. They gardened after church on Sundays, as sweet time went slyly. At the mauve hour of dinner, they enjoyed each other's company, As well as a single glass of wine, while the animals played clumsily. February fawned over early flowers, smiling fondly into sun's face; As friends came in feathered hats and finery, through jaded grace. Floating fuchsia clouds were frilly, in futuristic times of red sunset; And family visited the fun hours. Moon pearls were not falling yet! They lived in the house of amenity, like living with ones most loved; And a fireside welcomed evenings, under skies with dyes smudged. Swift, strawberry seasons were somewhat surprising, and sudden, On their street of purple sage. Redbirds visited by striking dozens. Noteworthy navy blue twilights brought nearby neighbors, laughing; And new night was bejeweled with stars, that were forever flashing. Frolicksome freesias were in full boom, in pretty, prismatic colors, In dusky days of dandelion delight, when sun rays crept in shutters. Rainbow eucalyptus trees enchanted, as if glossing skies had fallen; When 'strangler figs' wreaked crime after crime, noted by red robin. Jack Sprat and Mary received bad news, within months of each other! The doctor placed Jack on a strict diet, so his health would not suffer. And Mary, who was undernourished, was told to eat more, and often! She and Jack vowed to obey doctor's orders, like tonic rains of Austin. Jack began to eat less and lose weight, and Mary made tasty meals; And gained weight and hale vigor, like when purple sun's colors peel. 'Jack Sprat could eat no fat. His wife could eat no lean. And so between them both, you see, They licked the platter clean.'
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Dietrich Avatar
December 25, 2024 at 6:09 PM
You sure enjoy making up explanations for nursery rhymes. So creative. Merry Xmas, Evelyn.
Buehler Avatar
December 26, 2024 at 8:36 PM
I do, indeed. Thank you for your kind words. Happy New Year.
Tor Avatar
November 7, 2024 at 10:06 PM
This was so fun to read Evelyn. Quite the story full of creative verses that were full of humor and as you read you wanted more of it. I really liked this. Thank you for your effort in writing and creating this great Couplet for all of us...
Buehler Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 6:47 PM
Oh, I'm thrilled that you enjoyed this tale, Michael! Many thanks for your gratifying expressions of appreciation. I love writing these tales. Blessings.
Buhagiar Avatar
November 4, 2024 at 1:42 AM
Your poem exudes joy and fun. Great couplets, surprising imagery and fun. Well done.
Buehler Avatar
November 4, 2024 at 1:22 PM
So great to know you found this poem joyful and fun. Deepest thanks for commenting. :)
Greenhough Avatar
November 2, 2024 at 7:42 PM
This is an old one that I always liked. Your enhancements paint a complete picture of Jack and his wife.
Buehler Avatar
November 2, 2024 at 7:57 PM
Thank you, Hilda. I'm glad this poem held pleasant associations for you. Best wishes. :)
Rodrigues Avatar
November 2, 2024 at 3:28 PM
At the mauve hour of dinner, they enjoyed each other's company, As well as a single glass of wine, while the animals played clumsily...and all sorts of frilly and fun imagery! Love your tale of mostly contentment, as they eat or don’t their way to health. Blessings, my friend!
Buehler Avatar
November 2, 2024 at 3:44 PM
Thank you, dear Kim. Your words are a joy. Have a wonderful weekend. :)
mysore Avatar
November 1, 2024 at 8:29 PM
a riot of color and beautiful narration. 'clean platter' made me smile. beautiful write dear poet. cheers
Buehler Avatar
November 1, 2024 at 10:04 PM
Thank you for sharing your kind thoughts. I'm so delighted you enjoyed this poem. Warmest best wishes, my friend.
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