![]() More Of The Same!!A Poem by catofjade![]() Written for a challenge, theme "More Of The Same"![]() ![]() Whilst twenty tortillions rolled to the left, then pirouhetted to the right, On a board of oaktag diamonds outlined in the magic marker night, The violinist leapt and played crazily, high notes frolicking and teasing, As, yawning rather lazily between puffing Camel cigs and wheezing, Sat the paper-dollar king in his court of any attending chess pieces Nimbly fashioned by their many bending folds and creases While Lewis Carroll on a barrel danced the beer-belly polka While adding jelly to a mug of Tex-Mex cocoa mocha The bottle of Cuervo Gold looking wrinkled and really old Kept on calling, "C'mere Sheila!" to the inebriated Miss Tequila Exhaling sweetly smoky breath amidst images of headless cards and death The bartender was heard to say offering bright multicolored games upon a tray (Until the dice got up and ran away) "What can I get for you today?" The Rook and Horseman both said, "Hay!" while the bishop yelled "More of the Same! The Queen and Pawns knelt down to pray as the Checkers jumped up to exclaim "Need you ask? We're not to blame!" and they looked around for a reference frame Which of course was pretty square, but you could barely hear them there; Though in much unity about their choices, they had such itty-bitty voices And with a double bow atop his head looking quite raffishly fuchsia-red and absurdly new, The Cheshire Cat's toothy grin, as it faded out and in, said "For you, Madame, I'd be honored to!" "I'm no madam!" the Bishop snapped, and with much force his face was slapped By a cat tail floating alone in space, soon erased without a trace So the horsemen began a white sack race, while the parties of the first part cheered for second place, And every time the game was done, simply because she had not won, That squeaky, freaky Alice dame kept on shrieking "MORE OF THE SAME!" Had they not been ordered to fire at will, I guess that they would be there still, But they all had to leave posthaste because they didn't know which one Will was. © 2013 catofjadeReviews
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2 Reviews Added on January 31, 2013 Last Updated on January 31, 2013 Author![]() catofjadeMuscatine, aka Mayberry, IAAboutA lonely soul, or a soul alone? An unknown great, or a great unknown? Do my words reveal, display, shout, or shield? With what motive do I this predilection wield? And what results will it all yie.. more..Writing
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