MAGPIE TALES
THE FINAL PARAGRAPH
He had sat all night in his study,
His Great Work almost done.
He knew it would be successful!
This was the superlative one!
The words had been rich as treacle,
The plot quite beyond compare,
The characterisation was perfect;
He knew he was almost there!
Now for the final paragraph,
The wonderful tour de force
The words that would make him famous,
And complete the whole discourse.
*
He wrestled with the syntax,
The words just wouldn't come,
Jemima, his wonderful heroine
Was suddenly struck dumb!
And then, in an icy moment,
He knew he was a jerk....
The plot, the plot, the wonderful plot
It simply didn't work!
Right back at the beginning,
Right back on page three,
He'd made a simple statement
That simply could not be!
The premise of the whole tale
Had fallen into bits!
He gazed in horror and disbelief.
He simply lost his wits!
If Jemima didn't do this and that
She couldn't be here and there!
Suddenly the plot was futile;
His literary cupboard was bare!
He crumpled a sheet of paper
And threw it at the wall,
Where an old ink-blot from earlier times
Seemed grinning at it all.
He staggered away from the table,
A defeated and broken man.
*
If you want to write a best-seller
Please make sure that you can!
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FUNNY LITTLE CAR!
'What a funny little car!' he chortled! 'It's so small!'
I don't think he considered it a 'grown-up' car at all!
He's still too young to be impressed by badges and the like.
This car is no more special than his vehicle....his trike!
But it wont be long before he notes the power of advertising!
He'll be spooked, like the rest of us, by labels , names and sizing!
He'll be brainwashed to value 'stuff', the same as you and me!
Maybe he'll scrimp and save, one day, to buy his own MG!
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5 comments:
Your first poem illustrates why I have given up on anything requiring a plot.
And I love the little old red MG, but I'd never throw all my money away on a car. I always bought practical cars for myself, in the days when I was buying cars.
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel
Dear Brenda: Simple Brilliant Limerick Lady! I do so love how you spin a tale so musically! Ah, there's the rub, you're tres talented! Understood; when the premise is incorrect all goes to hell in a wastepaper basket! You are so creative!
Your Magpie rhyming as satisfying as ever . . . but your link on the Magpie LinkyList returns a "page not found" error, I think.
P.S. Your link on the Magpie LinkyList has lost the very last "l"
Should be
http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2011/10/final-paragraph.html
but your link has ".htm" at the end. Tess can correct this, I think, or you can enter a new link.
Plots are the hard part! :) Love the little car and the wonderer.
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