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Monday Melee in Rhyme

So, this week's melee is a rhyming one, eh? I'll fill in the blanks, and see what you say.

1. The Misanthtropic: Name something (about humanity) you absolutely hate.

Girls are mean
and take on a tone.
I wish they'd be nicer
and put down that phone.

2. The Meretricious: Expose something or someone that’s phony, fraudulent or bogus.
Those band kids who smile
and tip their hats
but when you aren't looking
they're behaving like brats.

3. The Malcontent: Name something you’re unhappy with.
My back is out
and makes me feel old.
My back is out
and I'd rather clean mold.

4. The Meritorious: Give someone credit for something and name it if you can.
I like Franklin Roosevelt
and I like Joan the martyr.
I like reading Steinbeck
but I love Jimmy Carter.

5. The Mirror: See something good about yourself and name it.
My eyes are brown
and my hair is gray.
I swear not to dye it
because I like it that way.

6. The Make-Believe: Name something you wish for.
Just once in my life
without a special power
I wish I could see
a meteor shower.

Comments

dive said…
Hmmmm … Somehow I can tell you've been chaperoning band kids.

And I do hope your back gets better soon, Robyn. Cleaning mould? ICK!
There once was a man from Peru
Who loved to sail in his canoe

While thinking of Venus
he....

fill in the rest
dive said…
RICH!!!!
Gina said…
Back being out=bad. And, have you really never seen a meteor shower?

Go to Arizona, or out to a desert somewhere, and while it may not be a technical "meteor shower" you will see lots and lots of falling stars.
The versed version makes these things much more interesting. Mould..ugh.
Miz Minka said…
Sorry about your back, get well soon!!!

Congrats on a Monday Melee well done. I can't rhyme worth a dime.

BTW, I got the easy slipper socks pattern up on my blog. Hope you'll give 'em a whirl.
hang in there sister.
I do hope your back is feels better soon. Do plenty of stretching.
Anonymous said…
great job robyn, made me smile :)))

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