And realized I was late
Three days had passed me by
I'd made me Followers wait
I could hear the cracklin'
Of torches lit a'fire
The pitchforks were a clangin'
As the people called me a liar
"You said you'd post the A to Z"
I heard them shout at me.
"Here we sat these past three days
Wonderin' where ye be!"
My fingers were a twitchin'
As my mind began to race
I couldn't hide the fearful look
That was plain upon me face.
So I tried to stand up tall
And be a brave lad
"I know I've kinda let ye down
But really I'm not bad"
"I just have let the time go by
I didn' realize
So here's a little poem
For all you gals and guys!"
The mob, they paused and looked at me
I said, "Wait, there's more.
I'll get the rest o' me posts put up
Let's not start a war."
The people stomped away from me
One man yelled out, "We'll see.
If ye ain't got em posted soon enough
We'll hang ye from that tree!"
I'm hopin' now to get these done
Before the sun should set
I'll have 'em posted soon enough
I'll pay off me writin' debt.
*note - No idea why every poem I attempt sounds like an Irish drinking song. Go figure. Oh, and thanks Michelle H. for the torch and pitchfork idea!
5 comments:
Maybe you'd rather be in an Irish pub right now!
But Irish drinking songs are fun, so there's no problem! :D
Alex - Y'know, that wouldn't be such a bad idea :)
Jenna - LOL, ain't that the truth.
Ironic that your "sorry I've been gone" poem is an Irish drinking song, and I haven't posted on my beer blog in about a week and a half... :)
This kind of reminds me of something they would sing on Whose Line is it Anyway? It's hysterical, and I don't think you should be ashamed that you sound like an Irish drunk. :)
Ava
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