An Ode to Writers
Mat tatt an twittle dob
This is our specific job
Tink hink iz shuddle phry
Writing things that make you cry.
Wit blit oh tuttle foom
We write to make ideas bloom
Razz sazz inn winkle kaze
We long to capture what We gaze.
Yace cace ninc fattle soo
Our characters can wink at you
Loll joll ind fuitfrey dee
The stories come alive with thee.
Vack xack clin juuble ait
It’s fun with words that we create
Drow quo ant guggle nore
It strikes a nerve and We write more.
Henn genn int wee fo jite
When there is nothing left to write
Shate pate ank winglick sup
We giggle, then We make things up. 🙂
Paula Antonello Moore, Poetry. Copyright: Sunday, July 12, 2015
Image: Mr. Brown Can Moo by Dr. Seuss
Flute, toot and nonstop root This little poem is way too cute! 🙂 B