Christy had a mite largesse –
But not of spending dough.
Yes, ev’ry step that Christy took
Her ‘ess’ would jiggle so.
Bill be hungry
Bill be slick
Bill is a cat and he stole the first lick.
Cookies candies puddings and pies…
Og’ling shops that make me cry.
When the owners see; say, “Hey!”
Dieting-me vows, “Another day!”
Beep bop bell
Trucks made Daddy fell
Who left them out?
Little toddler lout.
Who picked them up?
Mommy.
©2022 Chel Owens
Think these were funny? I’ll bet you can write a better one (or two or three!). Go ahead: think up a nursery-rhyme formatted poem for the current Terrible Poetry Contest.
Chel Owens 
Did you leave any? 😃
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I’m not sure I even used some since I just went off memory… 😀
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I googled, google knows everything
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Wonderful nursery rhymes. That photo of donuts reminds me of the good old days when I can too many of them.
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I’ve been on a diet challenge for a month. I’m definitely missing donuts!
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*giggles*
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At least I didn’t scare you off…
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There feels loke theres a sense of downtrodden and frustrated truth to the last one. Six boys will never exactly be disposed to pick after themselves.
So for you, in sympathy;
I’ve tsked tsked and asked it-
PARK YOUR TRUCKS IN THE BASKET !
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😀 Thank you.
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Way funny.
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Thank you.
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