I think that there could never be
A broad as spry as old Granny
Her leg raises some folk protest
At least she's clothed and not undressed~
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Ninty-seven with hair all gray
She could outrun me anyday
She doesn't mind if people stare
Those 'wedgies' though are hard to bare~
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She loves to exercise and train
Her motto is, no pain no gain
Stretching for Granny is a breeze
It loosens up her bony knees~
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Author:
Thad Wilk (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 5th, 2024 09:52
- Comment from author about the poem: A PARODY of TREES > BY Joyce Kilmer
- Category: Humor
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Comments3
A great rhythm and rhyme reminiscent of "I think I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree" A most fun read. Loved the imagery.
Howdy my friend! 👋 🍵
Happy you enjoyed!! 👍
Have a grrrr8 evening!
Best regards ✌️ Thad
Grannie let me tell ya has it all over me,
‘Cos I neva did nor ever will aspire to be a tree.
Doesn’t mean I didn’t like your well engineered parody, Thad – I did. First laugh of the day.
PS: ‘Love trees…..
Howdy Dave!! 😄 🐶
Glad I could give you
you\'re first laugh of the day!!😂
Great a hearin\' from ya!!
Best regards ✌️ Thad
Good fun write Thad.
Andy
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