Uncle Grumble got piss drunk with an old bloke
They jimmied then they shimmied
Then he woke
Face down in a puddle as a frog croaked
They jimmied then they shimmied
Uncle Grumble got piss drunk with Doke an old bloke
Dokey sang karaoke about Joke the cow sleeping under an oak
They jimmied then they shimmied
Then he woke
Hung-over the gutter in a puddle just like old Moke
They jimmied then they shimmied
Uncle Grumble got piss drunk with Stroke the old bloke
Who stumbled home crooked faced fried some eggs and broke the yoke
They jimmied then they shimmied
Then he woke
At the bar with Mope, Hope, and some other folk
They jimmied then they shimmied
Uncle Grumble got piss drunk with all the foolish town blokes
Then he woke
Uncle Grumble is the second individual two words instead of lines requesting a Villanelle. Grumble submitted two rich words, which were "awoke" & "Shimmied." I didn't find too many rhymes for the word "awoke," thus I changed it to "woke." Thanks Mr. Grumble for your words and I'm sorry it took me half a month to get around to posting your poem! Stop back by "2-Lines" or "6-Words," and hammer in some more for me to smash my thumbs on!
Also check out my new wordpress website. It's a literary journal called Randomly Accessed Poetics! Submissions are open. I will be publishing literary works, explicit language pieces, and eventually a journal a relative wrote in the late 1800's detailing their journey to Oregon on the Oregon Trail. And when I gather enough submitted works from other people, I will be cobbling together an e-anthology called Randomly Accessed Poetics.
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