Bad Career Move?

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
Porno won't get you very far.

No Eden

There is a garden in her face:
Weedy, ugly, a disgrace.


Love’s Limits

For God’s sake hold your tongue, and let me love:
Your cries will wake the neighbors up above!


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Ralph

Doodle Bug


To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield
while Robert doodles in an argent field.

back to you, Bear

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Cheap Hotel

Mark but this flea, and mark in this
the price one pays for avarice.

Perennial

When that April with his showres soote
Returns, the I R S demands its quota.

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Donne with Crooning
Go, and catch a falling star;
Perry Como's crosst the bar.

Retired Carouseliot
Although I do not hope to turn again,
Still orbital nostalgia gives me pain.

Yeats Hides from the Thunder
Once more the storm is howling, and half hid,
I wait, and cower beneath my dustbin lid.



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Unemployment
Why should I let the toad work
as a bellboy or a hotel clerk?


Euthanasia
When you are old and gray and full of sleep
We'll put you out of your misery, on the cheap.

Sound and Sense

I shall forget you presently my dear,
unless you capture heart and ear!

Ummm, Jerry...

This is a Formalist workshop and you just broke form, for gawdsake:

"To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield" is a last line, dude. So this submission of yours is NOT a "tailgater". Perhaps we should call it a new form, a "Cart-Before-the-Horser"?

fondly,

(robt)

Oh heck, Robert....

I thought it was a FunExercise forum!

Take note, passers-by, of the sharp erosions
that wrinkle my brow 'cause of Robert's emotions

That better? Or shall we debate the metricality of the poem this came from? *grin*



I didn't realise it had to be a 'first' line from the description *humble appeal for forgiveness*


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Temperance Lecturer

Drink to me only with thine eyes
While I get drunk and moralize.


Culinary

I struck the board and cried, "No more;
I've et yer possum stew before!"


P.S.: These are both first lines, but I have to go with Jerry's interpretation. First line is not specified, and we have the example(s) of Julie herself. While one <u>could</u> argue that each of Khayyam's quatrains is an individual poem, "By the shores of Gitchee Gumee" comes well into the third chapter of "Song of Hiawatha." http://www.ablemuse.com/erato/ubbhtml/smile.gif

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