Rapid Random Poeming

There once was a girl

Who loved to twirl

but occasionally fell.

(Please, oh please don’t tell

of the time she fell on a squirrel.)

(That is a limmerick… the rhyming sequence is supposed to be a-a-b-b-a, and they are supposed to be rather silly.)


How does a baby ask

A question

when they haven’t any words?

Can their question be a picture?

Is the question possibly a sound?

Is there a way a smell can be a question?

Or is there another way to ask a question

That I don’t know about?

(Random free verse… I am not sure it counts as a poem, though.)

[Perhaps another fifteen minutes… 38 total so far]


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