Hope you've got your poetry license,
Or you could be in for some poetic Justice.
Which would be poetic in itself.



THE POETRY POLICE ( the poet tree pt2)

The poetry police are coming,
There going from house to house.
It's said that they are looking,
For a hardened criminal called
Anonymouse.

What their really trying to find,
Are poets that have failed.
For if there found licence less,
They'll end up being jailed.

I'll hide out in my garden,
Next to the poet tree.
But what do I spy partially hidden,
A poetic license written out
For me.

So no longer do I hide,
Because of the poet tree.
I'll show off my poetic license,
For anyone to see.

the shock on the policeman's face,
And also by his silence.
I could see he wasn't expecting me,
To have a poetic license.

More than ever I needed to care,
For that poet tree.
I need to look after her,
As she looked after me.




Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-10-08 at 01:24

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