Another
Play on Words ©JWitkowski 6/16/12
Forwith
goeth the poetNot! Hunh! Stopeth! Hear eth!
Sneeze please tease
This poet throweth.
Consider
then the red hen
Cheese
tweeze theseContrary stood pulled
Could he have understood?
Why
its another play
Tray
on words.You say
With of course rhythm with rhyme.
Hence
went the Bent form
Or
CEE, the letter, if you pleaseThence trice more with a lemon sour face
At least twice more to rephrace.
With
the misspelling , am I having fun
At
this pace or is it haste waste chasteOnce more again whoops!
Was that perhaps chased?
The
metal button one in brown or blue
Made
it truePut for more cryin' on the train
He didn't feel the pain.
Life
isn't about denouncing the storm
But
about learning to dance in the rainFor if you don't know where you are going
You are liable to get there.
We
turn to you Lord
We
pray your Will be doneWe trust-
We pray now today.
Within this house of God
We
fight, we cry, we prayWell we communicate
Does this rime Always contain rhyme.?
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