Choke - August 30, 2012

[note: this was written during a writing exercise: we had 20 minutes to write something inspired by the word "choke". This is the result, unedited, exactly as it appeared when time ran out. You can read all of them in the waves category]]

Choke- Squiddy Geiger - August 30, 2012

I think that I shall never see
An artichoke that pleases me
They're far too much like scales
Yet this does not affect their sales

I think that I shall never know
A rutabaga, but maybe so
The name is wrong, as you can tell
Even if it is fun to spell

I think that I shall never eat
A dessert dish that tastes of feet
It may have happened there on Friends
To complete the writer's comic ends

I think that I shall never take
Another job where I must rake
Two summers spent in this way
Much too lazy now, today

I think that I shall never write
An ode to Choke, it would be trite
The word beguiles, I cannot tend
My fields of words, this has to end

I think that I have finished now
No mention of dog, or pig, or cow
My nonsense poem, does it please you?
No? Well too bloody bad, you snob.

Er, I mean:

If not then I shall bid you adieu.

Posted by Squiddy at August 30, 2012 08:45 PM | TrackBack