fastidious Freddie Farnsworth forever finicky,
favored fourteen fixed formulas for fur-making.
Foregoing fantastical features, fiendishly finagling
fine-tooth-comb formulas, flabbergasting a five-star
fleet of flim-flam fellows from Finland.
My pet horsefly is so darn finicky
Dings every male in the vicinity
Only goes for rock stars
Who play a mean guitar
She will not accept a facsimile
I went to the grocer
To buy her some food
But she turned her nose up
Seems nothing looked good
I went to the butcher
To buy her some steak
But she insisted
‘Twas all beyond fake
I drove through the drive-through
To get her a bite
The fries were too greasy
And didn’t taste right
So I took her home
At a loss, in defeat
Found her at the litter box
Eating cat treats
Kentucky's Jim Beam
is hardly my friend,
and I do not know
neighbor Jack Daniel.
Uh, personally,
I favor a blend:
Common Old Crow or
Wild Turkey will do.
I have a good friend,
who prefers special
flowers, as in the
tasty Four Roses,
particularly!
Another friend, she
prefers a good Gin.
No tequila, please!
The hangover is
intolerable,
and I will not drink
a cold beer, you hear?
FIRST PLACE WINNER
Written April 8, 2021
For the “Anacreontic Verse” poetry contest
Sponsored by Silent One
20 lines - 5 syllables per line checked by How Many Syllables.com
No Almond Joy for coconut
Please don't suggest roasting chestnuts
Stifled by sage and pumpkin spice
Cauliflower rice won't entice
Though blasphemous, I'm not bluffing
I am not thankful for stuffing
He picks out onions, celery
All for love of finicky me.
11/10/18
I really enjoy and appreciate poetry
And about it have often been finicky;
Am your slave;
You will crave
All of my poems that are never kinky.
Writing poems on I am proceeding,
While learning how to be leading;
God forbid;
Trump never did;
Many bad things out to be weeding.
Many more great poems will still write
While rest of other poets flew a kite
Had been sailing,
And kept failing;
Used expressions that are quite trite.
Jim Horn
James Alowicious Suspicious Horn
My mind is experiencing a fastidious flatulence; slightly fiendish, and not for the
finicky or fainthearted.
I fidget amidst it's fanatical far-fetched farce yet stand fearless, watching it's face
flounder in a foolhardy feeble-minded foible.
With fervor I say farewell forever to it's festering, feverish fetish, as it's frantic
fiasco foams, flails and finally fails.
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