4 TRIOLETS

 

WEDNESDET

Every week must have its hump
Past which one must get or die
Until that point the week’s a stump
Every week must have its hump
From which the weekend’s one short jump
Through extra gravity applies
Every week must have its hump
Past which one must get or die

A CAT TO SPET

She’s had a couple dozen kittens
From manx to orange to calico
It’s time that tabby thought of quitting
She’s had a couple dozen kittens
This house has no more chairs to sit in
So to the vets it’s tally ho
She’s had a couple dozen kittens
From manx to orange to calico

TALL LATTET

She adds some coffee to the milk
She stirs it with a longish spoon
Some froth on top the feel of silk
It’s coffee added to some milk
A drink to drink while reading Rilke
In cafes in the afternoon
She adds some coffee to the milk
She stirs it with a longish spoon

DOUBLE PLET

The pitcher gloves it, flips to first
And first base throws to second
Coach in dugout’s lips are pursed
The pitcher gloves it, flips to first
The batter swung a sudden burst
The left field in the distance beckoned
The pitcher gloves it, flips to first
And first base throws to second

 


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