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A place for Writing 12 students to read each other's writing, to critique, to suggest, to improve.
About Me
- Brad
- Former adult teacher who loves island beaches. Happy homebody and family man; once devoted dog owner, now without Tashi, my Tibetan Terrier. I prefer the absurdity of the imagination to the absurdity of imagining nothing.
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Lady From France
There once was a lady from France,
Who only wore red underpants,
Her hubby bought blue,
She cried, "That won't do!"
So now all his meals come from cans.
There once was a boy eating lime,
His mother said, “Haven’t got time!”
She rushed him to school,
But he started to drool,
So he bought one with his own dime.
There once was a young girl from Mars,
Who came to Earth to buy cars,
She asked, “Do you have Fords?”
He said, “No, just Accords.”
So she settled for parts in jars.
There once was a girl from China,
Who lived in a house on Spadina,
Ate noodles ev’ry night,
When she got such a fright,
“Look out! There’s a spider behin’ ya!”
There once was a man who ate cereal,
Who had a wife named Muriel,
She poured his bran flakes,
While she ate chestnut cakes,
Feeling royal and quite imperial.
There once was a man named Jack
Who the electorate gave mostly a whack;
But in Quebec they said wait!
Let’s open the flood gate.
And give the Grits some payback.
There once was a husband to be
who was so scared he couldn’t see;
when he stepped up to the altar,
he began to stumble and falter
and fell to the ground like a tree.
There once was a man named Bill
who would always complain until,
he began to get sick,
then died very quick,
and now he lies quiet and still.
There was a woman named Katie
Who was an amazing lady;
she never was sad,
or even got mad,
knowing someone who is shady.
Limerick poem
There was a girl of no name,
Who sold matches day after day.
“Matches, matches, light your wishes.”
On the street where people rushed
to their homes without stay.
The sky was dark and grey,
To home she had to delay.
“At this wonderful night,” she wished
“Some one will buy my matches.”
In the wind her voice swayed.
Early in the morning of Christmas day,
Children came out and play.
“Marry Christmas,” they greeted to each
when they saw a little girl crouched,
forever slept with matches sprayed.
Woman Beside the Well
There was a woman beside the well,
Who was terribly thirsty and ill;
When they asked, “Is it full?’
She answered, “Yes, it is still!”
It’s a normal place of a water mill!
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There was a girl named Hannah.
She went to take a sauna.
A young guy was gallant with her.
But he was just a fraudster.
Her loss drove her go banana.
**
There was kid name Basil.
His favourite game was puzzle.
Travelling in a maze
and never in a daze.
He was the winner before whistle.
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There once was a man named Gray.
He made his way in play.
Like the sun blazed on the stage.
Attracted admirers for an age.
He was the super start in Broadway.
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