BORIS AND ROCKYA Poem by Betty Hermeleepolitical satireRocky the Red Breasted Robin bops to a nearby oak tree he beholds and notes an empty nest after a lengthy bop, he feel totally fatigued and deems he owes himself a needed rest Along skips Boris the Blue Jay he looks up but the nest is sozzled with stuff he squawks to Rocky, who willfully ignores him hence Boris is irate and fever pitch tough Boris flies up the tree to settle this tiff Rocky stretches out and pitches Boris a wink what a lovely nest to rest get out, this is mine you stink Boris flies to earth in a dour mood he is shopworn of blowups, and in need of a break he ponders his next vital move to forge a new take At dark when Rocky slumbers in the nest Boris turns into a witch spits out fire from his beak and kicks off his bold venture without a hitch Rocky the Red Breasted Robin snores and whistles in his sleep Boris the Blue Jay holds a grand goal he sneaks up to the nest in utter silence and spits fire to induce Rocky to roll At once, Rocky's balance is off help me, I'm the king of the nest I shan't lose it to a Blue Jay or I will never ever rest © 2020 Betty HermeleeFeatured Review
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8 Reviews Added on November 20, 2020 Last Updated on November 20, 2020 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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