Here's another try at the Triolet:
A NO-BRAINER
The surgeon sent me for a scan
I'm not allowed to drive my car
A no-brainer it's like a ban
The surgeon sent me for a scan
An operation for to plan
I pray that it won't go that far
The surgeon sent me for a scan
Then said go home and drive your car
05042012
The surgeon sent me for a scan
I'm not allowed to drive my car
A no-brainer it's like a ban
The surgeon sent me for a scan
An operation for to plan
I pray that it won't go that far
The surgeon sent me for a scan
Then said go home and drive your car
05042012
The surgeon sent Andy for a scan
ReplyDeletesaid 'By George this Guy's a poet
His brilliant brain gets him fame
And he doesn't even remember what he wroet
Thanks Rall, the surgeon said he thinks I'm fine
ReplyDeleteOf course he'd never seen blue blood before
And when he found that I could make this rhyme
he said go home take up your bed and walk
go home and drive yourself into the ground
thanks Rall, the surgeon said he thinks I'm fine.
Great news!The surgeon probably needed to be hospitalised himself at the sight of all that blue blood.You take care...there's a shortage of blue blooded poets. Happy Easter Darl
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Nice form and rhyming words ~
ReplyDeleteI hope you get the rest ~
Happy Easter ~