There once was a girl called Wendy
Who should have been called Shorty
With her sparkling eyes
She won Harley the prize
And off they went off to Cincy.
Wendy the Ohio dynamo
Meet Ruth and ice cream jamoca.
Then the coast beckoned
Woof got fed chicken
And both wound up in Sacto
But I got the double prize
For with Ruth’s love in my eyes
Came Harley and Shorty
Bagels and walks beachy
All great good friends and allies
Excluded from sisterhood hikes
Harley and I smile alike
With news and Bulgars
Under Tahoe bowers
Till our true loves come down the pike
So Happy Birthday Wendy
I am a poet so windy
Tis time to stop now
Ere I to the hoosegow
I’m sent for crimes poetry
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Tim-this is masterful. After explaining to my mother that different types of rhyming are just as valid as traditional rhyme forms, we sat with a dictionary in hand to translate your masterpiece. Bravo!
Laura
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