I can write a sonnet.
I can write a song of love
And put a new spin on it.
I can Haiku Japanese.
I can psalter Hebrew.
I can Frost a two-forked road
And Shakespeare thee till ye do.
I can play with words all day,
Till Doctor Seuss eats french fries.
I can make my muse skip rope
Until "Hot Peppers!" he cries.
I can hang with logophiles.
Now we'll amuse each other!
"Get your nose out of that book!
Go play outside!" said mother.
Okay, I'll swing and sing me songs
And dream in words that rhyme.
Some day there's gonna be a place
To play with words on line!
-- Poem by Rani Kaye -- All rights reserved.
This is too cute, Rani! *smile*
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, Rani! You have a talent for writing rhymed poetry that sounds quite natural and flows very well. That is rare these days. Go you!!
ReplyDeleteLMAO!! What a delightful ditty for the kiddies!! giggle
ReplyDeleteLove it you are a poet for sure.
ReplyDeleteOh Rani! How wonderful!!!!
ReplyDeleteHey, Neat...I would have to look up some of the words. Ha. I saw your note on Yahoo...at that is fine. I see pet has moved back there. She is neat...and popular. Ni
ReplyDelete*giggles* That's cute!
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