Tag: Comic verse

Horsing Around

She holds her head and flagpole high
Like Boadicea do or die
And rides without a battle cry
Away for 7 seconds
Her graceful steed goes gently round 
An organ plays no trumpets sound
I'm watching standing on the ground
Waiting 7 seconds 
Her 2-year-old is right  beside her
Tiny car and eager driver
All our smiles are getting wider
Every 7 seconds
We're more and more enthusiastic 
Fancy seeing you fantastic
Here we come on painted plastic
Every 7 seconds
There's no-one out but us and staff 
No audience to think we're daft
We wave and wave and laugh and laugh
Every 7 seconds

Serious Insides

Hilarity in Poetry and Woeful Verses Weekly
Are necessary someone has to put the effort in
O who has time for rigid rhyme I think it’s me uniquely
It’s tough to write this awful guff but people need to grin
So moil and toil and midnight oil it’s not too late and vital
We’re going down with fatal frowns and serious insides
I think you’ll find I saved mankind with stanzas and a title
Or else it’s yikes I got no likes and everybody’s died

Could lyrics raise the spirits quick we haven’t very long
There’s still a chance so do you fancy bursting into song