YUK AND YUK

YUK AND YUK

Roger A. Davis

I’m not able to write a poem with verse
That has to make sense and rhyme is hard
You never heard me proclaim to be a bard
This poetry writing could cause one to curse
Never would this poem put coins in my purse
Who said, “Anyone could write a birthday card”?
See me now, having to use the word chard
To make the line rhyme – I need a nurse!

This is supposed to be an Italian sonnet
For the requirements of this writing class
But I think the feather did miss the bonnet
And I pray that Harley would let me pass
For I’m very sure no one would want it
Don’t you think this poem was very crass?