Yabba Dabba Don'T

Here we go again -
another crazy form to try - this time
a 'Yabba Dabba Do' or so it's called.
The jury's out; I can't say I'm enthralled.
I've not made a connection to the rhyme
or figured out how best with such a silly form to dabble.
I guess it truly is no more absurd
than having wooly mammoths pumping gas,
or dinosaurs and humans there en masse,
or roasting pterodactyls like they're birds.
Wilma, Fred, Barney and Betty, relegated to the past;
methinks this jab will do the same, and will be my first and last.

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Probably ought to give it a better shot, but this one is a 'Yabba Dabba Do'
12 lines: xabba xcddc ee, with 5/10/10/10/10 15/10/10/10/10 15/15
The form description at poet's collective was not that clear -
repeated the abba in the pattern, but then the example did not
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Villalon Avatar
February 15, 2023 at 8:24 PM
Life is a never-ending animation with wonderful children around! Stay blessed and witty with your poems! Yabba Dabba...! Cliff
Krutsinger Avatar
February 6, 2023 at 11:27 AM
and just what is absurd about "wooly mammoths pumping gas?" sounds normal to Trixie and me.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 2, 2023 at 6:26 PM
Don’t think I’ll dabble with the yabba-dabba don’t. Feet take me where I want to go in my fancy stone age vehicle…somewhere to go so slow…was such a great show!
Wolf Avatar
January 31, 2023 at 7:37 PM
Yabba-Dabba-Do // Back to the Stone Age with You! lol.
Fowler Avatar
January 30, 2023 at 8:22 AM
Hmmm...interesting form, though. I searched other sites but found nothing outside of the collective. Regardless, you did the poem justice Jeff!
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