While pondering my options for Percy's Competition and
collecting proper nouns for the main event,
I present a little diversion.
collecting proper nouns for the main event,
I present a little diversion.
The Worm & The Starling
(Subtitle: Curtains for wormy)
"You can trust me" said the starling
I just want you for my friend.
I have no-one for "my darling"
I will love you 'til the end.
The worm was a little worried
His mum warned of bird like this;
So his decision was not hurried
By tales of love and bliss.
But silky words slipping from the beak
Lessened the young worm's fright.
They held each other cheek to cheek
And danced away the night.
"Come it's getting late" the starling said
"It's time to be counting sheep".
They lay down of a feather bed
But the worm was not inclined to sleep.
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© J Cosmo Newbery
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(Subtitle: Curtains for wormy)
"You can trust me" said the starling
I just want you for my friend.
I have no-one for "my darling"
I will love you 'til the end.
The worm was a little worried
His mum warned of bird like this;
So his decision was not hurried
By tales of love and bliss.
But silky words slipping from the beak
Lessened the young worm's fright.
They held each other cheek to cheek
And danced away the night.
"Come it's getting late" the starling said
"It's time to be counting sheep".
They lay down of a feather bed
But the worm was not inclined to sleep.
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© J Cosmo Newbery
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For strangers to this site, there is something of a joust going on between a number of knightly gentlemen (or otherwise) and demure , sweet and coy ladies. See the link to Sir Percy's Silly Poetry Competition in the side bar.
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LOL Were I that worm I would not be inclined to sleep beside a wren either. Greetings Sir Cosmo from Lady Cherylann
ReplyDeleteDo I see a feather bed theme happening in the last couple of posts?
ReplyDeletenow if i were a starling's mum, i'd tell all my feathered offspring to stop playing with their food...
ReplyDeleteSmart worm!
ReplyDeleteWhat a visual I got from this. So different than the usual brutal bird/worm action in the garden.
ReplyDeleteRun little worm - run!
ReplyDeleteI am confused about the ending. Did the worm survived this encounter?;) Sorry, I am bit slow.;))
ReplyDeletexo
Zuzana
slid away didn't he? the worm....
ReplyDeleteA very nervous worm ... xo ♡
ReplyDeleteHmm.. a relationship not built on trust. That's not going to last. The worm is breakfast. :)
ReplyDeleteI can't tell if your inspiration was "The Walrus and the Carpenter," "Little Red Riding-Hood," or the story of John McCain and Sarah Palin. (In that last one, the worm was victorious.)
ReplyDeleteI think you got it, third try, Larry.
ReplyDeleteThere is a strong chance that the Walrus and the Carpenter will be the inspiration for my entry poem. Carefully disguised as the Yak and the Anchovy, of course.
I say that He may yet worm his way out of it.
ReplyDeleteI am back to my own feather bed then, a'fore I am Discouvered of mine Personal Physician...
You have my vote... forever and a day.
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