Sickly sickly treacle trickley
seeps on, mouldering down the crock.
Stickily sticky it steadily, trickily
keeps on for many a round of the clock.
I wonder I wonder if I would turn green
Should I gutsily plunder its festering urn,
Or should I desecrate such a picnic-y scene
If I’d gently expire or clamorously burn.
Quickly quickly treacle slickly
Drippily dribbles down onto the floor—
‘Fore I can supply my sick wonder
The trickley treacle has trickled off and is no more.
Categories:
trickily, humorous, silly, word play,
Form: Rhyme
Yellows bananas same as theirs
Oh their cute little voices - it never scares…
Got a creepy look on face but I loved it so most
I could laugh out loud with my volume utmost
Started to watch their movies – it’s “The Minions”!
I wonder if they smell like a bunch pack of onions
Don’t even understand what they’re saying
But pretty much sure they are not that annoying
Now I’m starting to act like I’m one of them
I’m playing my voice – geez I sounded like phlegm
Nevertheless I like their jump shorts attire
Though they’re trickily burned in a fire
I’m loving to watch their movies all day long
Think I’m addicted – I should make them a song
Wonder what would it be like if I was a minion?
Will the world care? Please give me your opinion!
Categories:
trickily, addiction, , cute,
Form: Rhyme
A perfect work of an evil
You won’t know it’s mine
To take someone’s name
Trying to cut your bright line
Not a perfect crime
I’m aware what’s going on
Everything is not a movie
But the show must go on
Brightness is darkness
Everyone is on spotlight
But behind is a devil’s trap
You won’t see my light
Right can go wrong
That’s what you believe in
Don’t be blinded by light
You'll fall in a trickily sin
Categories:
trickily, evil, work,
Form: Rhyme
It starts off high up in the sky
formed amidst clouds all inky
frozen solid in flakes all spiky
This frozen water falling slowly
some of it all wet and trickily
slowly it hardens so thirstily
More spikes come together
growing whiter and larger
shaping into a frosty layer
Star like now it spirals wildly
pausing a moment briefly
as it settles so blithely
Amidst a fluffy blanket
for all a shining trinket
laid in a white casket
And so the story is finished
with a flake so cherished
until oh so slowly it vanished
Always be true to yourself
Categories:
trickily, sky, winter,
Form: Personification