This is a poem I did for fun made out of random idioms just because I was bored. It doesn’t actually mean anything or make sense as such but make of it what you will.
This could go down like a lead balloon
But it’s simply my first dry run
I’ve escaped from the funny farm
And you’re here with me riding shotgun
Remember to use your loaf
And not to turn a blind eye
If something smells rather fishy
Don’t wait for pigs to fly
So I hear on the grapevine
That curiosity killed the cat
I’ll take that with a grain of salt
And of course the drop of a hat
In the dog days of summer
People are dropping like flies
Let’s not beat around the bush
This could be a blessing in disguise
The world has turned wild and woolly
Why? Your guess is as good as mine
But everyone’s under the weather
No longer a ray of sunshine
It is amazing how many there could be? I didn’t want that to end to be honest – go on do a part II.
Nice one syd.
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Thanks. I only stopped because I had to go to work. Maybe I’ll have a go at another! :))
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Cool.
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I love this! More, please. 🙂
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I will give it another go! I wrote it just before work so I rushed it but could have gone on much longer! :)))
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