Tongue Twister Time
Tongue Twister: Porcupine Pete parted paths with prude Prissy, pineapple paramour.
Passion possessed Porcupine Pete
Up in the pineapple patch
Because with vision myopic,
From afar, he suspected
That pretty porcupine Peggy
Pined for a tined paramour.
Thus, in a sharp, prurient rush
(Oh, how his prickles perked up)
Pete failed to perceive it wasn’t
Porcupine Peggy he poked.
When the tryst had played out
Pete discerned he’d pricked Prissy,
Pineapple prickly and prudish,
Who sternly refused to elope.
Thus Prissy’s path with Pete’s parted,
Spurned porcupine unwitting
That Prissy a pin cushion birthed.
Then that poor single mother,
Toiling hard as a pineapple,
Was pushed to life on the Dole.
November 3, 2016
Tongue Twister Time Contest
Mystic Rose
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