[I knew what I wanted to write as soon as I saw the photo-prompt at this week's Monday Poetry Stretch. Click over there to see the inspiring picture.]
Market Day
I traded the ram for a lamb.
Next I traded the lamb for a ham.
Then my envy was stirred
when I swear that I heard
the yam say, "I yam what I yam."
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
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4 comments:
Okay, I can't get Popeye out of my head, but I love this anyway!
Hi, Tricia. Me too, that's how this came to be in the first place!
Ha Ha! That's great.
thanks, cloudscome
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