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Bought at the fairleotards are to wearwith jaunty flairinstead of going bare.
Aren't you glad authors don't have to go around in leotards these days?
Holy crap, you're good... I can't do poetry at all. Heck, I could never even find a rhyme for orange. Or purple. Geesh.
That's like trying to find something that rhymes with orange...but ya done good!
LOL I read the first 2 lines and thought uh-oh the first x-rated Verse and Worse from Authorblog! Boy was I ever relieved to read leotard!
I don't believe I've ever seen "leotard" in rhyme before.
You're a card, Author-bard...
... haahhah... in Will's day...I bet leotard was unheard...
He looked at a cardAs he stood in the yardHe thought oh so hardAnd he come up with lard
LOL! Love these ;-)
Some cognitive behavioral therapy is in order :-).~Mary
The faerie in the yard Wore a striped leotard.Turning to the frog,Who was sitting on a log,He said "Don't you know it?Our David thinks he's a poet"
oh, leotard? true, true
'Twas the men in a leotardthat as gals and nymphs starredin the good old days of the Bard...I can't do rhyme, sorry David. I'll stick with cooking. Better.Ciao!
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Bought at the fair
leotards are to wear
with jaunty flair
instead of going bare.
Aren't you glad authors don't have to go around in leotards these days?
Holy crap, you're good... I can't do poetry at all. Heck, I could never even find a rhyme for orange. Or purple. Geesh.
That's like trying to find something that rhymes with orange...but ya done good!
LOL I read the first 2 lines and thought uh-oh the first x-rated Verse and Worse from Authorblog! Boy was I ever relieved to read leotard!
I don't believe I've ever seen "leotard" in rhyme before.
You're a card, Author-bard...
... haahhah... in Will's day...I bet leotard was unheard...
He looked at a card
As he stood in the yard
He thought oh so hard
And he come up with lard
LOL! Love these ;-)
Some cognitive behavioral therapy is in order :-).~Mary
The faerie in the yard
Wore a striped leotard.
Turning to the frog,
Who was sitting on a log,
He said "Don't you know it?
Our David thinks he's a poet"
oh, leotard? true, true
'Twas the men in a leotard
that as gals and nymphs starred
in the good old days of the Bard...
I can't do rhyme, sorry David. I'll stick with cooking. Better.
Ciao!
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