Left and Right Shoes - Choose comic poem 461 by Angela Lansbury

Now left or right

Which do you choose

First from the box

Two neutral socks

Then on the floor

Far from the door

I found my shoes

But got the blues

Two red sandals

They looked a match

Alas there was

An awrful catch

I found I did

Not have a pair

But two left shoes

I could not wear

That was something

Which did annoy

I looked again

And, oh, what joy!

Another pair of 

Two right shoes

It dis not take 

Me long to choose

I'm now wearing

One matchd pair

No longer fear

Of others' stare 

I must have bought

Two pairs in red

They found their freinds

Beside my bed

One moment's stress

I'm in a mess

A small effort

Joy of successs!

After I'd had

A little think

I matched them up

With each strap link

I'm very proud

Of what I've done

And hope that you

Enjoyed the fun.

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Short Poem comical poem number 455 by Angela Lansbury

A short skit and a short skirt. Photo selfie by Angela Lansbury. Copyright..
 

Don't get caught

Keep it short

Don't bore friends

Have quick ends.

I know it's tough

One verse enough

But this is two

Sorry to you.

I hear you tut

And roll one eye

Now it's your turn

Give it a try.

See, those of us

Who are not tall

Proudly promote

All that is small.

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Ten Old Writers by Angela Lansbury

10
Ten old writers typing in the hall
If one old writer should accidentally fall
There'd be nine old writers
Typing in the hall

9
Nine old writers typing in the hall
But if one wore a wig
To a fancy dress ball
There's be eight old writers
Typing in the hall

8
Eight old writers typing in the hall
But if one old writer answered nature's call
There'd be seven

7
Seven comic writers joking in the hall
But if one drunk writer dressed for Dracula's Ball
There'd be six horror writers

6
Six shy singers, singing in the hall
One said 'singers'? I signed up for swingers
There'd be Five

5
Five YA* writers typing in the hall
But if one YA writers got an agent's call
There'd be Four

4
Four old writers typing in the hall
But if one lost his pen and went to the shopping mall
There'd be three

3
Three old writers
There'd be Two

2
Two tired writers
One took a nap

1
One stepped forward and stood proud and tall


0
No
But if they all died, we'd find another ten
Ten new writers - would have to start again.
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Copyright Angela Lansbury
*YA - Young Adult (fiction)