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Daddy Fell into the pond
By Alfred Noyes

Everyone grumbled. The sky was grey.
We had nothing to do and nothing to say.
We were nearing the end of a dismal day,
And then there seemed to be nothing beyond,
Then
Daddy fell into the pond!

And everyone's face grew merry and bright,
And Timothy danced for sheer delight.
"Give me the camera, quick, oh quick!
He's crawling out of the duckweed!" Click!

Then the gardener suddenly slapped his knee,
And doubled up, shaking silently,
And the ducks all quacked as if they were daft,
And it sounded as if the old drake laughed.
Oh, there wasn't a thing that didn't respond
When
Daddy Fell into the pond!

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Random Poetry Prompt
Write a poem about your first job.
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September Contest 2021:

We have just under two weeks left in our September contest, which means you still have time to get your submissions in.  This month we are going to be keeping it simple and fun, our September contest challenges you to write silly, fun, nonsensical poems; the funnier the sillier the better.  You can find out all about it in our contest book.

POEM A WEEK CHALLENGE:

The purpose of this challenge is to simply encourage writing, taking the time, at least once a week, to get a poem from your brain on to paper.  If you would like to participate, the "how to" is below.

2021 Poem-a-Week Participants

A Paintbucket of Words by nubivagant_words

Genteel Reveries of an Outrié Poetess by MystresMyna

Petals of a Rose by Alkymarz

A New Leaf by most_bay

Five Drops of Ink by je2suisChris

Woven Threads by enchanting_figments

My One Last Gasp by BillTemple1957

Even As We Speak by MichaelTyger

Please stop by and check out their books, show them some Poets Pub love!

IF I MISSED ANYONE, PLEASE LET ME KNOW AND I WILL ADD YOUR NAME TO THE LIST!

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Poem-a-Week Prompt
Week Thirty-Eight Prompt
Write a modern version of a Mother Goose rhyme.
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Busted Gulch Vol. 15 Update:

Myna along with many other ladies of Busted Gulch hatched a plan to save the mayor and take care of Zappa and his men.  Sheriff 3Gun decided it would be best to stay out of the woman's way and let them procced with their plan, so he headed back to his office, while Billy and Buck went to see Unger and let him know there might be some incoming "clients".

Rue was very disappointed when she realized that, after all of her hard work on the reception celebration for 3Gun and CG, no one was showing up because of the mayor's kidnapping. Though she hoped that all would be alright and everyone safe, she had her staff take all the decorations down.

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Random Poetry Prompt
Write a poem about the scent of flowers.
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I'm Nobody! Who Are You
By Emily Dickinson

I'm Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know!

How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one's name – the livelong June ,
To an admiring Bog!

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Herbert Hilbert Hubert Snod
By Denise Rodgers

Herbert Hilbert Hubert Snod
was known for eating all things odd.
The thing that bothered me the most
has he spread toothpaste on his toast?

"It's springtime fresh, so cool and minty."
His smiling eyes were bright and squinty.
On baked potatoes, he would slather
one half can of shave cream lather.

I don't know how his tum could cope
as he ingested cubes of soap.
At times his food choice made a scene;
at least he kept his innards clean.

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Humble and Grumble
By Eldred Herbert

Humble and Grumble were identical twins,
And Humble was ever so meek;
Grumble did nothing but grumble all day,
Some may even call him a freak.

Humble was happy and everyone's friend,
Grumble was jealous of course;
Humble was happy to follow the Lord,
But Grumble, an immoral source.

Humble was never seen wearing a frown,
And Grumble, ne'er seen with a smile;
Humble won friends by just being himself,
But, Grumble, he won them by guile.

So Grumble, please follow Humble, your twin,
And Humble, don't grumble, I pray,
For grumble will make you like Grumble, your twin,
Please Grumble, be humble today.

The air is becoming cooler, and the leaves are starting to change; I hope you can find the time to enjoy the beauty of nature as it passes into the fall season.  It seems we are always so very busy; it is good to take some time to slow down to enjoy and appreciate the little things of life.  I hope everyone has a fantastic and blessed week!

Remember to... keep those pens and keyboards flying!!

Cheers from you Mystres of Chatter
MystresMyna

P.S. – Children's Poetry Corner by BB
Write a poem a poem about your pet.