When The Words Flow
A place to share my poetry
Saturday, April 5, 2014
Day 5: A Somewhat Addled Double Dactyl*
Piddleton puddleton
Poor Mr. Pemberton
Isn’t the sharpest of
Tools in the shed.
Laughing hysterically,
Alphanumerically
He counts his numbers from
Alpha to zed.
* If you're unfamiliar with the double dactyl form, check it out on
Wikipedia
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