Best Fit As A Fiddle Poems
Fretfully Aching To Feel Fit As a FiddleUnsolicited feedback
across rock of ages woke
beguiling ghostly busty spectre
courtesy Marie-Antoinette,
(i.e. bride of France's arty choke
King Louis XVI) bespoke
let him eat cake, and (sic)
send back the bloody bloke,
aye suddenly begot idea rye
Jack Corner of zee desk
didst impale and provoke
moderately painful injury
right side rib cage
analogous to intriguing
unfortunate...
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Categories:
fit as a fiddle, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Free verse
Fit As a FiddleFIT AS A FIDDLE
I used to be fit as a fiddle
When I was in my prime.
I could run the London Marathon
In a perfectly reasonable time.
I would play five sets of tennis,
Then dance throughout the night
And still be at the local gym
Before it was...
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Categories:
fit as a fiddle, health,
Form:
Rhyme
Fretfully Aching To Feel Fit As a FiddleFretfully aching to feel fit as a fiddle
After experiencing a severe,
albeit violent near lethal bout
of irritable bowel syndrome
(yesterday night August 30th, 2023)
triggered courtesy dulcolax caplets plus
healthy portion of lentils,
I (a beatle browed, foo fighting,
night ranger needing nirvana)
imperiled me to twist and shout
as...
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Categories:
fit as a fiddle, abuse, angst, anxiety, dad,
Form:
Rhyme