365 Poems in 365 Days: Bodily Fluids
Felixy Felix, Felix D-W
The obvious rhyme to go here is ‘poo’
Felix, boy Felix, Felix W-D
Which inevitably means this line ends with wee
Riffing off a previous poem of mine about my nephew. This one, number 118, is significantly less mature. As might be expected I came up with these rhymes at the time, wisely decided not to use them, and now, short of poems, put them into use anyway.
The obvious rhyme to go here is ‘poo’
Felix, boy Felix, Felix W-D
Which inevitably means this line ends with wee
Riffing off a previous poem of mine about my nephew. This one, number 118, is significantly less mature. As might be expected I came up with these rhymes at the time, wisely decided not to use them, and now, short of poems, put them into use anyway.
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