Saturday, May 24, 2008

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

The skeptic Princess Hortense
Paid no heed to portents
So she lost her royal throne
To an upstart barely grown

11 comments:

Rachel said...

I am thoroughly enjoying reading these David.
:-) Thanks for the entertainment.

Sandi McBride said...

With a name like Hortense, I should think she would lose a throne at the very least, lol!
Very cleverly done Maestro!
Sandi

Maggie May said...

The lovely Princess Hortense
Snagged her stockings, when climbing a fence.
She shouted out, "Blast!"
That pair was my last
And she took to her bed, feeling tense.

quilly said...

There once was a Princess named Hortense,
Who refused to heed dire portents,
She crossed black cat's trails,
Then walked the train rails,
And died from a lack of good sense.

VP said...

You're a frequent, witty poet, but
I'm now the officially acknowledged Queen of Bad Poetry in garden blogging circles!

http://vegplotting.blogspot.com/2008/05/rising-to-challenge.html

You may also like my most unusually placed flowers today :)

Have a great weekend David!

Aggie said...

Princess Hortense is such a mouthful after all ...

GoneBackSouth said...

I wonder whether, had she not ignored the portents, she would still have lost the throne. Can we influence fate? That aside, nice rhyme DM.

Blog Princess G said...

Poor haughty Hortense.

74WIXYgrad said...

And how do you make a Hortense? Threaten not to pay.

polona said...

she should have known better :)

Lavinia Ladyslipper said...

They locked her in a tower high
Where all she sees is a square of sky
And twice a day she's grudgingly fed
Some brothy water and stale bread.

Oh, poor Hortense! She really should have heeded those portents...