Frolic Lolly Lillipop
By the meadow’s pool-stop.
“Ready!” said she, “Belly flop!
Pleased to be a diver!” Plop.
Swimming, Lolly found a fish,
Ate it quickly, tasty dish.
Slippery scales slimy slurped,
Not a lady, Lolly burped.
Reaching beach her body dried,
Driving homeward, Lolly died.
‘Twas a semi struck her car,
Now she frolics off and far.
~~~~~
In a fit of pure boredom I whipped up this little piece of nonsense. Hope you like it. I had this idea of a ridiculous heroine, Lolly Lillipop, and her adventure. I don't know about the continuity; for me it's pretty clear—she's at a wild pool, swims, eats a fish, gets out, etc.—but I don't know how it will strike others. I'm also new to grammar with poems, don't normally use any. Thanks.
-cae



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