Prompt: Write a poem in which you incorporate two
outlandish lies. These “lies” can be
untruths about you (the poet) or they can be historical or contemporary. For example:
“The South won the Civil War.”
—But Maybe
The squirrels we see in park and yard
Seem hardly worth remote regard.
Fuzzy, cute and scatterbrained
They keep a canine entertained.
But in the trees they’ve hatched a plot
To vanquish us without a shot.
And so beware the evil squirrels
Because they plan to rule the world.
1 comment:
They have to learn how to cross the road first.
Fun poem, liked it.
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