THE RHYMING FLOATS
by Agnes Deerfield-Norton
YEAH, though an ode's as lovely as a tree
wait, I have to take a pee
whoops. there's the scooter
what!?
They think she dropped a full-size CUP
Ouch
what wonders there await
beside the unhinged garden gate
a car! I think the grass is green,
I wonder where I laid my jeans
but wait! The oven light is lit
but whom might ever give a shit!
Bathroom!! the tub is overflowing,
WHOA! Where is my scooter going?
Whatever
the ode
about the tree
the rhyming floats from A D D
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