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My intent here is to write a poem from the prompt I give to you , the reader, in hopes that it will inspire something and get others to write with me.

Monday, January 31, 2011

One Stop Poetry Form Monday – Ballads

One Stop Poetry Form Monday – Ballads

The Ballad of T.T.Thomas

He was born in a big red barn
with the hay and the cows
where he shared his daily meals
with siblings and the sows

Each day he gained new confidence
his girth widely did grow
soon came the Autumn time
when his purpose did show

The farmer took him to the shed
a frightened little beast
and when he brought him back out
T.T. Thomas was a feast

Here lies T.T. Thomas
he toiled in the garden all day
and because he was only a turkey
we ate him on Thanksgiving day.

We loved The Turkey Thomas
how tender and juicy was he
now our only concern is
what Christmas dinner will be.


LOL  Had fun AGAIN !!!
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B

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10 comments:

  1. AnonymousJanuary 31, 2011 at 8:36 AM

    Ha! Great word play and rhythm, I got it wrong again but hey ho were all leaning!!

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  2. JL DodgeJanuary 31, 2011 at 9:16 AM

    LOL I'm not so sure I got it correct, but I really love the challenge !

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  3. AnonymousJanuary 31, 2011 at 9:17 AM

    That bird must have been good, I think I smelled it cooking here in Long Beach that day...

    Nice write.

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  4. Helena WhiteJanuary 31, 2011 at 10:02 AM

    LOL! What fun! Well done JL! Love it!

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  5. PennyJanuary 31, 2011 at 10:22 AM

    There was a robin on the fence,
    He sat and sang a pretty tune,
    A cat stood by and made pretence
    To listen while he watched the moon.

    The robin fluffed his breast so red,
    He sat and sang a pretty tune,
    The cat he turned his furry head
    To listen while he watched the moon.

    The robin flapped his wings out while
    He sat and sang a pretty tune.
    The cat climbed up upon the stile
    To listen while he watched the moon.

    The robin preened his feathers out
    He sat and sang a pretty tune,
    The cat moved closer, without doubt
    To listen while he watched the moon.

    The robin bobbed and he did flounce,
    He sat and sang a pretty tune,
    The cat took care while he did pounce
    To listen while he watched the moon.

    The robin flew up to the eaves,
    He sat and sang a pretty tune,
    The cat was forced, so one believes,
    To listen while he watched the moon.

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  6. AnonymousJanuary 31, 2011 at 10:52 AM

    LOL...very cute.

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  7. richardpiszczekJanuary 31, 2011 at 4:11 PM

    You got it right.You keep me wanting more,can't wait to see what you come up with next

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  8. BeachannyJanuary 31, 2011 at 6:38 PM

    Very clever story and well told. Gay @beachanny

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  9. Kerry O'ConnorFebruary 1, 2011 at 6:29 AM

    Excellent rhyme and meter and the poem is all the more enjoyable for the unexpected twist - that's excellent story telling.

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  10. MontyFebruary 1, 2011 at 3:28 PM

    great story that captures the nature of ballad's story telling, and you caught onto the rhyme scheme well. :)

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