Shirley hired a taste tester at long last.
The rest of us thought it odd that his name is Blast.
We went to meet him; startled now, for he is a mouse.
Why would you want one living inside your house?
He is the best taste tester I have ever had.
I was frankly thrilled to see him, totally glad.
He likes the taste of everything, even pipes, you see.
Complimenting my cooking, much more than Lee.
We asked Lee her husband what he thought of this.
His answer was a weird kind of shut-up hiss.
Parked in front of the TV in his usual spot.
Where I suppose this old guy will eventually rot.
Categories:
tester, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Sappy hired a mouse to be the taste tester for her restaurant
no one said anything for a day or two, but we were not happy.
He eats drywall, dust, fabric, even insulation, said the elephant.
Hiring a mouse to be our taste tester was wrong of Sappy.
Categories:
tester, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Kyrian Brown and chance to wear a crown.
A wrong answer and he just goes down!
And guess what: he has one guessing chance,
Which he misses it ends the whole dance...
Kyrian Brown and a brow with a frown
Much like one on foreheads to drown:
A roof and walls receive a long glance;
Brown's testers do not wish the mischance.
Again, Brown seeks permission to think:
It opens his doors and gives him link,
His testers have no problem with that;
A wink at Brown - the now cornered rat.
Still, Brown turns' out a floundering mind,
Time spending like one to its cost blind;
Still, for the walls the Longest Gaze
By one who is clearly in a maze.
Then, comes his final answer-rubbish,
No decent press would want to publish;
which you yourself won't want to repeat,
come a time to with one compete...
For Conquered Brown no second chance left
Testers give a high score to hands deft
"At practical good, bad at theory"
Brown thinks it will make his eyes bleary...
At home, Brown had chairs he could sit on
And think of sweet life as good as gone.
Categories:
tester, education, fear, inspiration, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
By George P. Lumayag
https://georgelumayag.weebly.com/
Spending oftentimes with friends on the virtual screen,
There the lives of young minds might be seen,
Such beauties are presented by MPEG or jpeg,
But sometimes, these are stolen and corrupted.
Breaking the rules and defacing the limit,
The things for public and for private,
Whether pictures, videos, papers, and artistic works,
These need purity through the hardest fix of screwdrivers.
To eye on purity is to wire up the human system,
And your conscious clicks are measured by a pure screen.
Then a wholesome desktop could be measured by a LAN tester,
And your genuine heart could properly maintain these things.
Categories:
tester, 10th grade, 9th grade,
Form: Rhyme
crash tester
heartless helmet
knock knock
boo
is
the
who
crying
?
Categories:
tester, art,
Form: Lyric