I have freckles on my face,
but my smile doesn't care.
Between my sprinkled polka-dots,
my smile is always there.
Heckle, Speckle, Spot and Dot,
I've named every freckle, that I've got.
There's one on my eyelid,
I named it Blinky.
There's one on my nose,
I named it Pinky.
The ones at my brows,
I named them Temples.
The ones on my cheeks,
I named them Dimples.
The ones on my lips,
I named them Cheers.
The ones under my eyes,
I named them Tears.
NO! They don't mean that I'm crying,
I laugh at their defying
Although they've been there all the while,
Between my sprinkled polka-dots,
You.ll see my happy "SMILE."
"Pssst." I've got braces too. "Shhhh."
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a humorous or silly poem about something you dislike. Any style of poetry is welcomed. Length is up to you. See announcement for ideas. |
Author Notes
If you'd like, go on. Dispute. But Daddy says I'm rather cute.
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