Thursday, April 10, 2008

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

The paparazzi fled with glee
They ran down High Street, starkers
But the camera trained on them
Was Sarah Jessica Parker's


quilly said...

Celebrities from near and far
Gathered 'round in glee,
And discussed their own ways and means,
Of making reporters flee.

Maggie May said...

So would the paparazzi flee
If the running, naked person was me!

Sam said...

There once was a man from Chelsea
Who decided to become a Paparazzi
But he fell on his back
The camera went smack
And ended up stuffed up his jacksy

And that could be the end of Sam May!

Old Wom Tigley said...

LOL.. I like this one... :O)

Momma said...

Cute! I love this new addition to your blog, David!

Peace - D

Nessa said...

Your little poems give me a tickle
making me laugh and giggle
even causing my belly to wiggle
But admittedly I'm not too fickle.

Kathryn said...

Who would run from SJP??
Fun poem. :)

backpakker said...

lol..that was quite neat

San said...

Great little gem, David, as are these fabulous comebacks. Wish I'd said all of them!

holly said...

where was matthew? was he free? oh wait, i moved *on* from him. . .