Let us all do the quadruplet dance.
Shake. Wiggle. Wiggle. Shake.
Throw up those arms and legs.
Not at the same time obviously.
Dervish dancing, a lively prance.
Nodding your head.
Changing things rapidly up.
Quintuplet frenzy.
Shake. Wiggle. Shake. Wiggle. Shake.
You might win the cup
Mother of Multiples.
How lucky are you?
To get more than one baby.
Often more than two.
Sextuplet boogie.
You’re kidding me now.
Multiples are fun.
Come let me show you how.
A one and a two. Shake. Shake. Shake.
Quads, quints, triplets and twins.
Come dance with me.
But don’t step on my fins.
Has Been-Do Again
Poorly painted-Thoroughly tainted
Currently consented-Mind absented
Body Becoming-Up summing
Totally Theatrical-Some Sabbatical
Currently incredulous-Pretty Propitious
Enduring end-Should suspend
Could Do-Can You
On display-total dismay
People prevaricated-Ultimately uneducated
Poem preparing-Started sharing
Up dried-So satisfied.
Write more-What for
Rhyming quadruplet-Should let
Four words-New nerds.
Ho ho-Oh no.
My new style of poetry writing.
Jim Horn
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poets/top_100_poets_most_poems_all_time.aspx
Valentine
is that adorable cupid
inciting love.
Thousands of poor hearts
break into small pieces...
some delirious.
Unable
to think of new romance...
they wait and dream.
Who wouldn't
smile...remembering
how wonderful it was?