A young man from Montreal,
liked to play with his basketball.
He'd dribbled along the banks of the Nile
and lost himself in a crocodile.
Now the only thing to see
is that ball
wedged in a tree
and a smile
on the crocodile.
Oh my, it has been a crazy day. My sister just telephoned and said, "Do you know you haven't posted a poem for today?"
I didn't know, until she reminded me. So then I sat down to write, and of course, I came up blank. I opened my rhyming dictionary and started to write a limerick, but this ended up as a rhyming couplets instead. I apologize, this is what you get for today.
I've included two geographical locations in my poem. Can you write a poem that includes the name of your home town? Have fun writing. See you tomorrow.