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A Rat sat in his place (poem)   Poetry Club Theme Project

Started 5/9/18 by NelleyPen; 1888 views.
NelleyPen

From: NelleyPen

5/9/18

There was a monster looking for his face,

He couldn't find it as he looked into a mirror,

What he saw, was a void, asking for grace.

He shouted: "there must be a tremendous error!"

So a rat sat as a biased diplomat in his place.

At every minute spent, appearance got queerer. 

Nelly

Deelisch

From: Deelisch

5/9/18

The more the rat looked into his reflection,

he noticed, his mug had a pallid complexion.

misspig9y

From: misspig9y

5/10/18

Next to my own verdict and peacocks preen;

the monster we know is only a smokescreen! 

                              

                                              

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Sylveria

From: Sylveria

5/11/18

relaxed

"Being famous has changed a lot, because now there's so many outlets, between magazines, TV shows, and the Internet, for people to stalk and follow you. We created the monster."

Madonna Ciccone

F0ghorn

From: F0ghorn

5/12/18

The monster sat at home in the dim

Since his spouse can endure the grim

              japanese_goblin

GRINCH0

From: GRINCH0

5/19/18

Seen that the rat was not a diplomat,

it was PM J Trudeau praying on a mat!

       relaxed

  • Edited May 19, 2018 10:07 am  by  GRINCH0
SirTH0MAS

From: SirTH0MAS

5/19/18

Sure, I'm not much of a brilliant poet,

but we all have somewhat a brilliant onset.

   blush  

Samurai (BushMesh)

From: Samurai (BushMesh)

5/24/18

The 'Rat' jumped over the goon to create a rainbow!

People spent time to slay it but went into a desolating row.

          wink

Gonghis (GonghisKhan)

From: Gonghis (GonghisKhan)

5/25/18

No 'Rat shall be named 'King or Nation Leader,

This poem shall be read by long living speaker.

    blush

BarthaS

From: BarthaS

5/27/18

Oh my, at this juncture it stops as poem, leaves

An adjustment for the world's without knowing.

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