The Rogue Speaks:
Very clever, Miss Jenny! You thought you could challenge us with poetry for your Saturday Centus, but now you have to read the words of all the Dr. Zeuss wannabees in blogland! Well, here's my hasty offering! Now I'm off to the Tucson Museum of Art spring festival, to check out all the pretties they have on display. As always, the prompt is in bold type:
The House In The Woods
“I’m not a chicken,”
The young boy said.
He took off his cap,
And sat, scratching his head.
“I’ll run to the front door
And give it a rap!
Those spooks, they can’t hurt me!
They’re taking a nap!”
His buddies were laughing,
“A chicken,” they think.
Their leader just sat there
And gave them a wink.
“I’d run like the dickens
And I’d be the winner,
But I hear Mama calling!
It’s time for my dinner!”
28 comments:
Good story and good verse, too!
=)
Oh my you are very very good!! That was wonderful.
Thanks for stopping by and leaving me a sweet note.
Fun blog I will return!
Very good Judie!!!
so many cute little ditties this week! I just love it.
Oh how fun...you are such a great poet and now we all know it! My head is still hurtin' on this one....too much thinkin' for my head today....but you such a great post! Thanks Judie!
Excellent job! Winner, winner - chicken dinner!
Judie you rocked the poem sweetpea! Great little story and all!
A great story and nicely worded...loved this.
A sweet one...liked the tale in verse.
What a great job. I saw it all in my head.
Who hasn't played that childhood game of chicken, wonderful use of the prompt.
I loved it, Judie. It is Dr. Seuss-like and very fun.
xoRobyn
Too cute. Haste makes...fun poetry, in your case!
This is outrageously good Judie ;-) Spot on with the rhyming...Peace and blessings
You rocked this Judie! Loved the little story, and your rhymes were perfect. And you KNOW I'm a sucker for a haunted house :) Kat
So clever, a great way out:@)
Oh, wonderful!!
This took me back to my childhood..I saw it all in my mind...great!
GEMS XXX
Judie: You are talented!
Thanks, JJ! Coming from you, that really means a lot to me.
Very cool, Judie! I had some sort of block with this prompt. Thanks for reading my pitiful poem and for your comment................cj
Lately I've been running around just like a chicken. A chicken with its head chopped off, that is.
Great poem Judie. VERY Dr. Seuss!
Wow! You sound just like Dr. Seuss. You pulled this off so well, Judie.
The clock was a tick'en
You're clearly no chicken
I'm guessing instead you're a spell casting wiccan! This was so much fun Judie. Thanks for the laugh!
Enjoyable!
wonderful poem
its time for my dinner
Okay, I totally admit it. You are unstumpable girl! Seriously. I loved the rhyme and meter of this little poem. I think it needs to be in a book of poetry.
Hope your art show was fun!
I'm just digging my way out of my behindedness! ha!
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