Georgios Venetopoulos

Bronze Star - 2,212 Points (Athens, Greece)

Worcester Rooster - Poem by Georgios Venetopoulos

Out on the faraway of Spring,
the wraiths tap-dance atop the fields,
their laughter rises when they wield,
and beam to innocent their swing.

Our donkey left the barn last night,
pursuing, so, a gracious mare;
a whir became on stardom glare,
enchanting all jennets on sight!

The chickens started to escape,
because of a bewitching coq,
(with sauce of Worcester, cooked in wok) ,
- his spook got drunk on Concord grape.

Our precious cow (miss World was called) ,
wore ten inch spikes and one short dress,
thus, jumping round, out to egress,
engaged the night, wild-thing, un-stalled.

Two versing hogs, were cuckoo-spelled,
and oinking Shakespeare's sixth sonnet,
spiraled afar, as treasured pets,
on website radio excelled.

This Pandemonium's trick song,
our grandma sang while her broom climbed,
with a 'ye haw' she left and rhymed,
new magic, flying to Hong Kong.

Nigh this Catastrophe's attacks,
the neighbor's daughter dressed like ghost,
to whistling sent her kind riposte,
- and much was kissed, on dry hay stacks.

Topic(s) of this poem: funny

Poet's Notes about The Poem

© G. Venetopoulos,11-19-2013, All Rights Reserved
(Iambic tetrameter)
Worcester: is pronounced 'Woo'ster'

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 19, 2015

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