A silly poem–who knows how I came up with this one.
Paul Revere:
Paul Revere was an auctioneer,
Who lived on the frontier,
And every leap year,
Pierced his ear,
With a cashmere racketeer,
That is crystal-clear,
When struck with a spear,
Is loud and clear,
Heard all the way up in the stratosphere.
I wrote this several years ago back when I was learning how to write poetry using a poetry book to teach me how to write it. Another silly poem. I certainly do know how to come up with them!
Cousins:
I have some cousins named Kelly-Nellie and Shelley,
And they live in New Delhi,
Kelly-Nellie and Shelley have jobs,
Kelly-Nellie runs a smelly deli,
Shelley runs a jelly potbelly,
Whatever that is!
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