A onesie, a twosie!
Sportin’ my blue suede Addidas Shoesies.
Hedden shoulders, blow yer nose.
Thrust out tushie, grab yer toes.
Drizzle! Mention Drizzle!
A day at work in middle school
is like orange juice without sunshine.
We all are beasts of burden.
Something happens when I write for dVerse Poets Pub. Tonight the prompt is write a quadrille (a poem of 44 words) including the word drizzle. Then there’s the NaPoWriMo prompts… something about a portrait poem and a traveling poem. So, too much stress? I don’t know. It is what it is… whatever it is.