Inspiration comes from many places,
This one came out of the joy F.M
Was having out of receiving a scooter.
Her poem perfect solution worth reading!
While jumping out of bed.
Thinking what have I done
with my scooter.
Mind open, Eyes lit,
Saw it under the stairs.
Then proclaimed,
Eureka I found it.
Wasn't it Icarus the boy we knew,
Who flew too close to the sun.
I think Daedalus should have
Invented a scooter, I think
that would have been more fun.
Wasn't it Van Gogh,
That saw a scooter,
At one of Shakespeare's shows.
I'd cut off one of my ears,
If I could have one of those.
Romeo romeo wherefore art,
Did I leave my scooter?
tis underneath the balcony.
Would you prefer instead,
To have a loving suitor.
I think during the French Revolution,
Wasn't it the monarch that said.
Bless my soul magazine on scooters!
Stick it in the basket I'll read it,
After you've cut off my head.
Einstein while on his scooter,
Painted a vermilion red.
Bumped into a tree, Wasn't that
when an apple fell on his head.
Then we have F.i.i.ne Moods.
Who I would like to send,
A few hugs with a kiss.
Who's inspiration for a scooter,
Helped me a lot while writing this.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2022-06-02 at 11:47
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This one came out of the joy F.M
Was having out of receiving a scooter.
Her poem perfect solution worth reading!
SCOOTERS
Wasn't it Aristotle that said,While jumping out of bed.
Thinking what have I done
with my scooter.
Mind open, Eyes lit,
Saw it under the stairs.
Then proclaimed,
Eureka I found it.
Wasn't it Icarus the boy we knew,
Who flew too close to the sun.
I think Daedalus should have
Invented a scooter, I think
that would have been more fun.
Wasn't it Van Gogh,
That saw a scooter,
At one of Shakespeare's shows.
I'd cut off one of my ears,
If I could have one of those.
Romeo romeo wherefore art,
Did I leave my scooter?
tis underneath the balcony.
Would you prefer instead,
To have a loving suitor.
I think during the French Revolution,
Wasn't it the monarch that said.
Bless my soul magazine on scooters!
Stick it in the basket I'll read it,
After you've cut off my head.
Einstein while on his scooter,
Painted a vermilion red.
Bumped into a tree, Wasn't that
when an apple fell on his head.
Then we have F.i.i.ne Moods.
Who I would like to send,
A few hugs with a kiss.
Who's inspiration for a scooter,
Helped me a lot while writing this.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Read 169 times
Written on 2022-06-02 at 11:47
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