"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw

"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Monday, November 22, 2010

Magpie #41 Tick Tock

Tick tock tick tock
That tireless clock
It's only demand
Is for my hand
To turn and wind
Be ever so kind
And then it will
Continue to till
The furrows of time
While I write this silly rhyme
Bong bong bong
I skitter along
Closely on the floor
Zipping to a door
I can't get caught
My nerves are taut
With fear I shake
I don't dare make
The slightest noise
As it annoys
That damn cat
looking twice
For cute little mice


willow said...

Fun little piece, Kathe. I enjoyed the rhyme pattern.

rel said...

Omgoodness girl; you are so clever and witty that a smile graces my face when ever I read your poetry!

Anonymous said...

Oh, these were great! That cat! My money's on the mouse. Ha!

Reflections said...

Thanks for the smiles this morning... clever fun pieces. Nice write.

Jinksy said...

Oh, yes! I know all about the delights of mice, and ticking clocks! Glad I scampered by...

Celia said...

Thanks for a morning smile.

Helen said...

This 'silly little rhyme' as you describe it is fun, whimsical and cute!

Bee's Blog said...

Perked up my afternoon - thank you!

Brian Miller said...

hickory dickory dock...smiles. gotta watch that cat...do love me some tom & jerry though...

Carrie Burtt said...

Kathe I love this...it is charming and so much fun! :-)

Judy Roney said...

These were a delight to read. This would make a great poem in a children's book, too. I can see children enjoying the sounds and ryhmes and words.

Anonymous said...

Shhhh! you'll scare all the mice away!...silly human...can't take you any where.

Jingle Poetry said...

love the tick tock sound of your clock.

what a marvelous tale.
Glad to see you back.

Rinkly Rimes said...

You obviously enjoyed writing these!