Friday, December 15, 2006

The 12 Days of Blogger Christmas (Day 5)

"Para la Tia a Que Adoro"

When thinking of a poem to write for B
The bee I fear is buzzing in my bonnet.
At least one detail is nailed down for me.
The structure must, of course, be of a sonnet.

I do not have her writer's eye or ear
For poetry or Wigglebottom's barkin'.
So should I write a poem like Will Shakespeare,
Or maybe one a little more Petrarchan?

What do I know from trochees and iambs?
My gift is not for consonants and vowels.
B's posts would win in Eminem's rap slams.
I write about my poodle and my bowels.

The couplet's come, so please try not to heckle.
I'd give my eye to see that famous freckle.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Fabulous yet again. This line beats all, though:

"I write about my poodle and my bowels."

11:20 AM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

Holy cow! What can I say? It's fabulous and rhymes barkin' with Petrarchan. Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant.

11:40 AM  
Anonymous nm said...

That is so much better than the Aunt B. loves Joe Scarborough poem that it makes me ashamed I even bothered to post it.

12:53 PM  
Anonymous magniloquence said...

Hee! *giggles*

12:59 PM  
Anonymous sista said...

That nearly brung a tear to my eye, McCee. We know more about your bowels than your mama does, I bet.

1:24 PM  
Anonymous sara sue said...

How does one give a standing ovation online? Amazing!

4:59 PM  

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