Wrong Path and Wrath
Wrong Path and Wrath
Going down wrong path
Could be cause of so much wreath,
Frost said to his horse.
It was a big deal
Frost forgot to bring his meal;
Writes poems that appeal.
What I like best about a poem
Is how it will wiggle like a worm
Seeking a place in my mind
So pass salt and do be kind.
Remember Do and Don't Be's
And how wax is made by bees.
My poems who made wise cracks
Said it is was none of my bee's wax.
Jim Horn
Once was in London near a bridge
Of someone's statue saw a smidge
Who was a lord I still do believe;
Aha! Name Nelson he did receive
Was then when I fell off a lidge.
Now why would spell-check
put red line under my lidge.
Oh, either ledge, lodge, liege.
Spell check to me did besiege.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2017
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