Repetition: Emu Blues — a Poem

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San Diego Zoo (slightly modified image)

 

Gotta back spasm
pinched nerve, it’s true!
Can’t bend or move my arm,
what can I do?

C’mon, c’mon, c’mon!
Rub it till it seeps through —
I need the emu-mu-mu-mu
the emu-mu-mu-mu that’s blue!

Wake up mornings
and it hurts like… well!
Wanna call in sick
can’t think about the tardy bell.

C’mon, c’mon, c’mon!
Rub it till it seeps through —
I need the emu-mu-mu-mu
the emu-mu-mu-mu that’s blue!

Getting home in pain
after a long day at work.
You’re doing the cooking;
I don’t mean to be a jerk.

C’mon, c’mon, c’mon!
Rub it till it seeps through —
I need the emu-mu-mu-mu
the emu-mu-mu-mu that’s blue!

Climbing into bed
like ascending Everest.
Cuddle me up, honey,
like I’m safely in the nest.

C’mon, c’mon, c’mon!
Rub it till it seeps through —
I need the emu-mu-mu-mu
the emu-mu-mu-mu that’s blue!

Ah, thank you!

 

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Jilly is hosting Meeting the Bar at dVerse Poets Pub this week.  She challenged us to write a poem with repetition.  One never knows when… or how… the muse will strike.

 

 

 

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