![]() Rhyme TimeA Poem by David JonesRhyme Time In a few short chimes We’ll explore all the times You could make this rhyme. I won’t ask for a dime, That would be a crime For this is much too prime. Right now you’re trying to mime, Not realizing we’re midway through our climb, When you notice gross, green slime Growing on your favorite lime! “Oh no, what am I’m " You start but then you recall your thyme, It was covered with rime, After being in this chilly clime. © 2014 David Jones |
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Added on July 28, 2014 Last Updated on July 28, 2014 AuthorDavid JonesBloomington, INAboutI'm a Christian college student who is enthused with writing, although I don't get a lot of time. My views are solid and complementing, they reveal God's eternal goodness. Any feedback will help consi.. more..Writing
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