Hey little fridgy-widgy,
Where’s my fishy-wishy?
Is it hiding in the back,
Or lost in a crack?
Let me at it,
Gonna grab it,
With a mini fridge attack.
Eww, its swathed in icky mold,
But the fish was not that old.
I assert that you must
Shake off all your rust.
Don’t you ditch me,
Fridgy-widgy;
Say you’ll always keep food cold.
You say you’ve lost your drive,
And will not long survive.
But you’re my best chum,
That’s kept food numb,
And like a pup,
I’ve raised you up
Since nineteen eighty five.
In fact, you are living proof,
That I haven’t lost my youth.
You’ve been plugged in,
Through thick and thin,
Though my family
Have all left me,
But I wish you were rustproof!
Categories:
rustproof, anxiety, appreciation, journey,
Form: Rhyme
The unpainted house with a tin roof
Which leaked when it rained_well it poured
It's known tin is tin and not rustproof
Although rain on the roof played chords
The rain still with a tin roof_well it poured
That music on the tin roof pattered
Lulling to sleep the occupants
Whose dreams during rain were splattered
Like splashing rain upon floors patterned
When it rained, the occupants were splattered
Spirits not dampened, entwined in love's strong chord
Even when the rain pitter-pattered
Warmth and love the home still could afford
That family remembers even though scattered
Entwined in love's strong chord even though scattered
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Contest: Manassian Quitain
Written: January 29, 2015
Categories:
rustproof, life, rain,
Form: Quintain (English)
The unpainted house with a tin roof
Which leaked when it rained_well it poured
It's known tin is tin and not rustproof
But the rain on the roof played chords
Those musical chords that were adored
Rain Lulling to sleep the occupants
Until morning when aromas floated
From the warm kitchen where parents
With warm biscuits butter coated
At this old home place love noted
Sponsor: SKAT A
Contest: Home Sweet Home
Written: January 29, 2015
Categories:
rustproof, childhood,
Form: Quintain (English)