Musician in the Rain Robert Doisneau
Mon dieu I hate this rain
I hate this rain always dripping
Always dripping on my neck
On my neck-what the heck?
What the heck.....hey fella!
Hey fella-gimme your umbrella!
Your umbrella will keep me dry
As I'm a slightly damp cella!
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Your poem is fun and whimsical.ReplyDelete
Don't you worry, I'll save you a towel!ReplyDelete
MINE is sillier than yours!ReplyDelete
SO glad someone else felt this way today...Thanks
thats a fun way to write a poem. me gustaReplyDelete
A wonderful and fun poem!ReplyDelete
Great fun. Nice one.ReplyDelete
And hello to you , anthropomorphic cello....it is by no means clear who is most alive in this scene ....ReplyDelete
Way cute Kathe. Can you send that rain down here? We need it terribly.ReplyDelete
Have a fabulous day. Big hugs. ♥♥♥
Love when you write with an accent!ReplyDelete
Like how you had fun with this grey picture!ReplyDelete
You've given me a big grin -- it's amazing how musicians love their instruments.ReplyDelete
I heard Cary Grant and Myrna Loy in my head...ReplyDelete
Delightful, Kathe! Looks like someone knows the (musical) score!ReplyDelete
Titled A Cello in Brooklyn and then you open with Mon Dieu. I like how it gallops along. Love it!ReplyDelete
A nice whimsical poem...a fun read!ReplyDelete