Here's my poem for the September Contest. Comments and Critiques are greatly appreciated. Oh, and here's a link to the short story that accompanies this:http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic69673.html. The writing prompt was, "Your story is about a judge sitting in a dentist chair singing Wicked". The poem takes place after Mr. Diggs goes to the dentist. It's purpose? To further develope the judge's pathetic character and to entertain.
Poor Mr. Diggs,
He was all alone.
He had no friends,
Not an acquaintance to phone.
So one day he walked,
Out into town,
To find a nice woman,
To invert his frown.
He spotted a beauty,
And it was love at first sight.
Her soft features were perfect,
She was just the right height.
So he swept her up,
Off her little tiny feet,
Told her he was a fine man,
And that he’d never cheat.
But she hopped out of his arms,
Turned away like a brat.
Poor Mr. Diggs
Was just rejected by a cat!
