Selective Amnesia There was a point to this. But I forgot.

Godawful Poetry Fortnight – Triolet meets Writing Cues 9 & 11

Zigzackly saar asked us to write. So I did. What started first as a long poem composed of three sets of triolets is now currently one short, godawful triolet. Enjoy. Or not.

Oh perfidy oh woe, oh mores oh tempura!

I sit in a bombed out crater all day

I wait and watch the sales manager Deborah

Oh perfidy oh woe, oh mores oh tempura,

I have to restring my tampura

Blasted Keats and Shelly, Shakespeare and Billy

Oh perfidy oh woe, oh mores oh tempura!

I sit in a bombed out crater all day