What a delightful mix of styles and forms--near-limerick, near-sonnet, triolet, double dactyl, rap and nonce.
I'm nowhere near choosing a favourite at the moment. Some that tickled me are:
Simon's Poke Stages
Rose's witty off-beam take.
Henry's brilliantly-rhymed roundel
Janet's wistful recollection, so similar to my own (but I think you could improve on the closing "felicity", Janet).
Julie's "Anthony's posteriors were positively svelte", plus bonus points for the reg number.
Jan, your DD's a cracker, and would be even better, I think, if you took Mike's suggestion.
Further bonus points for anybody who gets:
"Ruby,
take (or don't take) your love to town"
into a poem.
Best wishes,
David
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