Eleventy Peventy, Or The Delicatessen Daughter

Eleventy Peventy, Or The Delicatessen Daughter short poem

Eleventy Peventy, Or The Delicatessen Daughter short poemPhoto by mecredis


Eleventy Peventy, frontsheet and all
Giving out biggle-bags, down by the wall.
Just sprigger than I, at twenty mush tall
Eleventy Peventy, frontsheet and all.

Eleventy Peventy, walking the wash,
Laughs at the smacklings and all their begosh,
Bakes in her wicken, and cheese, and balosh,
Eleventy Peventy, walking the wash

Eleventy Peventy, back in by glow,
Hears her man thrump in and call “Hi-dee-ho!”
After glowtime brecheesmi, to bed she will go,
Eleventy Peventy, back in by glow.

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My muse is like an excitable dog. It catches sight of totally random things and starts yapping and running around and wagging its tail and WILL NOT STOP until I write a poem about it.My poetry is sometimes based on personal experience and sometimes on other things. Aside from that, I enjoy video games (My favourite game series is Mass Effect) and the popular television show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.
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