hollyrice

Rose

 

Rose

 

Rose was a despicable child

She jumped on the sofa and went all wild

Her dad was a doctor

But too busy to watch her

So dirty Rose

Picked her nose

I was a passer by

And as it happened it was I

Who saw this event

As I was sent

To post a letter to Mr Hent

The day that nearly gave her an end

The day her dad couldn’t mend

When Rose

Put her finger up her nose

Little did she know

Oh-Billy-o

That on her finger

Lay a speck of glue

So when her finger went to come out

It made poor Rose bawl and shout

Her father you see

Had gone out early

No one was there to help

All Rose could do was yelp

So when she tried again and again

It only made her cry out in pain

Then after the 1,000th try

Rose cried out “Oh my”

And on her finger

Lay her brain

Out it came

And never again was Rose the same

 

Comments3

  • Cheeky Missy

    Wow. Nasty fate for poor Rose.....funny thing is, why didn't she lose it last time she had a cold and need to sneeze and etc? Your end-rhyming is good and the rythm fairly good too. Very interesting read.

    • hollyrice

      Rose didn't pull her brains out before because she didn't have glue on her fingers before.

      • Cheeky Missy

        Hahahahahahaha! Poor Rose even still.....if her brain was so loose, I still think she might've accidentally have blown in out when she was ill...but I dunno. I enjoyed your answering comment!

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      • hollyrice

        rate my poem and be my friend i do not know how to get friends!!

      • Anna

        I really love this poem!!! It's so funny! Although, the brain was surprising.... lol. =^.^=

        • hollyrice

          THANKS! You rated it with a 10 but Cheeky missy only rated it with a 8, so now it is a 9!



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