This is my piece for Sunday Scribblings
I once met a stranger
Dressed like lone ranger
A cowboy hat on his head.
A gun in his hand
He looked mighty grand
Howdee young partner he said
Over the hill
Came a stranger sight still
An Indian brave clad in red
I thought that I might
Get caught up in a fight
So I turned on my heels and I fled!
I really enjoyed the rhythm and the rhyme scheme of this poem.
ReplyDeletelol, fun image! :)
ReplyDeleteHowdee, that was fun to read!
ReplyDeletekeith sent me over. Nice, simple, fun poem.
ReplyDeleteNice and simply funny. good girl.
ReplyDeletehi, I came over from keith's
ReplyDeleteyou should've waited and see, they might would shake their hands and smoke together from the same pipe :D
The Stranger I've known
An opening phrase can turn the whole thing, like a key.
ReplyDeleteheee heee heee, smart move girl!
ReplyDeleteYou did the right thing, lassie!
ReplyDeletePlease do find your way to my blog by clicking on my name. See how easy it is get there.
You need tro read poetry to pep you up!
Very cute. I smiled. And it's before seven in the morning here, and I have to do three jobs today all at the same time. Thanks for the day opener.You helped.
ReplyDeleteFinally, a post that made me smile. Loved it!
ReplyDeleteoh that was fun... did you move or change your feed or something,,, i had to come by way of keiths....
ReplyDeleteI'm sitting here chuckling! Thanks for this light-hearted poem!
ReplyDeleteCheerful rhythm and rhyme! I enjoy visiting twice with the same witty author.
ReplyDeleteGood thinking! Fleeing is a good thing! I'm still laughing at this post - enjoyed it a great deal!
ReplyDeleteLOl another great Sunday scribblings post by you Rosey
ReplyDeleteAwww .....this is sweet as girl!
ReplyDeleteI had to come Keith keeps on promoting you. I am not disappointed. Great job Rosey. That was a great fun piece
ReplyDeleteDiscretion is the better part of valor indeed.
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