Some may think it's quaint to faint.
They can't see the haint
With the paint of a saint
Tossing bait
To an unsuspecting mate
Who will find the taint
A little too late.
A mix of thoughts, experiences, flash fiction, poetry and humor of Ann Bennett.
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Yikes! Nobody likes the taint, do they? I like how you managed to rhyme everything--that took some thought!
ReplyDeleteLove this quaint poem Ann-well done:-)
ReplyDeleteAint getting no complaint from this cyber acquaint-
ReplyDeleteance.
Cute!
I think I may faint!
DeleteI can't top Kymm's comment :)
ReplyDeleteNice rhyming!
I know, Kymm is dangerous with a rhyme.
DeleteThis is fun to read aloud.
ReplyDeleteI hope you are a northerner using a fake southern accent. That would emote the depth of this ditty. lol
DeleteHands down winner of rhyming this week;)
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