The SoloistA Poem by MsMermaid Humor and Whimsey Public Domain Clipart The Soloist  His voice was steady as he began The sweet melody to sing. His serious face was like a plan To sculpture some divine thing. The Aria echoed through the hall Impeccably, perfectly pitched. Heartfelt emotion enjoyed by all Until the mood suddenly switched. A wave of laughter began to grow The performer began to frown. What was wrong with his solo? His trousers had fallen down!
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Added on November 22, 2011 Last Updated on November 23, 2011 Author
MsMermaidSpokane, WAAboutI've been writing poetry since I was a child, but I still have a lot to learn. I like the old fashioned rhyme and meter style of poetry, but have tried my hand at Haiku and other styles. I hope to hon.. more..Writing
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