Primrose purple passion

Nonsense poetry (or not) Alliteration

On passionate purple pond, 

lived Primrose Petula Park,

Renowned for her pronunciation, 

as well as her love of the dark.

One evening erring errands, 

eradicating pain, 

Ermintrude Edmilson, 

came into her life again.

Had been many years since Primrose, 

had thoughts about her friend,

truth was, 

that day they parted! 

both thought it was the end.

A fire, 

kindled briefly, 

when both their teenage years,

Quenched quietly each evening, 

would lead to naught but tears.

Caught holding of each other

by the mistress of the day,

both scolded, 

scarred and beaten, 

with Ermintrude sent away.

Rejoicing, 

reunited, 

resurgent feelings re ignite,

Primrose Petula Park, 

now a friend again of light.