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Jonathan ROBIN

Rookie - 107 Points (22 September / London)

Disappointing View - after Shel Silverstein A point of View


Put in's power lasts an hour,
Sad damned man's did too,
when the spell in spelling's broken -
Shah 'I ran' would rue.

Slivered stein up somewhere frowning
down on me and you
Burning Bush_els cropped and drowning
what a motley crew!

How I once loved King Be Hen Ra!
when PEN pal I'd view,
choking on NEP pall I token
sigh emit... You too?




Point of View

Thanksgiving dinner's sad and thankless
Christmas dinner's dark and blue
When you stop and try to see it
From the turkey's point of view.

Sunday dinner isn't sunny
Easter feasts are just bad luck
When you see it from the viewpoint
Of a chicken or a duck.

Oh how I once loved tuna salad
Pork and lobsters, lamb chops too
'Til I stopped and looked at dinner
From the dinner's point of view.

Shel Silverstein



Cast in order of appearance
Putin Vladimir
Hussein Saddam
Shah Raise a poor levy
Slivered Stein stoned Silverstein
Bush dubya
Bihendra PEN NEP pal... King of Nepal until 11 June 2008

Submitted: Thursday, June 12, 2008

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  • Rookie - 5 Points marvin brato (6/12/2008 6:06:00 AM)

    Clever write Robin.... it depicts the essence of looking at things from the inside out! A 10. (Report) Reply

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