Don’t Skippy Over Me (or I’ll Be Back in a Jif) – Terrible Poetry Contest
This week, Chelsea’s Terrible Poetry Contest inspiration is: Diamond in the Rough. Think you can be a terrible poet? If so, then go HERE to play along.
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Don’t Skippy Over Me (or I’ll Be Back in a Jif)
I like chunky peanut butter sometimes –
and sometimes I don’t.
Ask me why,
or don’t,
(I don’t care)
Peanut butter’s rough.
The chunks? A diamond in the rough.
That’s because I like peanuts and . . .
I
don’t
like
peanut
butter.
It’s not even butter!
Once upon a time there was a peanut farmer who became President. A giant named Fezzik came along and asked if he wanted a peanut. The President-to-be said no, but he asked the giant where he could fill up his empty peanuts. The giant didn’t know, but some other guy – I can’t visualize him so neither will you – came along and said “I know!” The President-to-be said, “Where?” and non-visualizable man said, “The Shell station!”
And they laughed.
And the peanuts laughed.
“Ha!” they all laughed
Laughter is like a diamond.
(I don’t know why but it makes for an interesting simile)
Life is just rough
(That’s not a simile, I don’t know what it is)
We eat peanut butter
and watch the butterfly flutter.
From the golf putter to the stonecutter
Some of us put it on bread and eat it with that white stuff that drips from a cow’s udder.
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A toe-tapping song that mentions a girl with a diamond.
Michael B. Fishman
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Dizzyingly terrible entry! I think you’ve aced it!!
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Thank you, Violet!
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Congratulations on winning, Michael!! This is pretty terrible to read through!
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Terrible is my middle name! Aim low and one is generally never disappointed!
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I’ve been up all night, so am at that “silly tired” stage–thus I clicked on this post’s title immediately…and you didn’t disappoint, I love it 🙂
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Thank you Ennle!
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Most welcome 🙂
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