Don’t laugh too hard; this is my first attempt at poetry with some serious constraints. Sorry for the mushiness of it, don’t worry, I’m not getting soft or anything.
Him: Flying across the universe, like dreamers do, I should have known better. I saw her standing there, in my life. Why don’t we hit the road wild honey pie? Two of us? Tomorrow never knows what goes on. I’ve got a feeling we can work it out because all you need is love.
Her: Slow down she said she said! Get back, don’t bother me. Tell me why you like me too much? If I needed someone, bad boy, I’ll get you.
Him: I want to tell you it’s only love. If you’ve got trouble, I will slow down.
Her: Oh! Darling, that means a lot. I should have known better. Don’t let me down and your bird can sing. PS, I love you.
Hmmm, does anyone realize my poem was composed entirely of beatles song titles? (with the execption of the words "him" & :her") I'm guessing either nobody figured that out, nobody read it, or you all think I'm nuts. Oh well, back to more productive things..
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Don’t laugh too hard; this is my first attempt at poetry with some serious constraints. Sorry for the mushiness of it, don’t worry, I’m not getting soft or anything.
Him:
Flying across the universe, like dreamers do, I should have known better.
I saw her standing there, in my life.
Why don’t we hit the road wild honey pie?
Two of us? Tomorrow never knows what goes on.
I’ve got a feeling we can work it out because all you need is love.
Her:
Slow down she said she said!
Get back, don’t bother me.
Tell me why you like me too much?
If I needed someone, bad boy, I’ll get you.
Him:
I want to tell you it’s only love.
If you’ve got trouble, I will slow down.
Her:
Oh! Darling, that means a lot.
I should have known better.
Don’t let me down and your bird can sing.
PS, I love you.
The end.
Hmmm, does anyone realize my poem was composed entirely of beatles song titles? (with the execption of the words "him" & :her") I'm guessing either nobody figured that out, nobody read it, or you all think I'm nuts. Oh well, back to more productive things..
I realized it, dag... just haven't written mine yet.
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