Humor Poetry posted October 13, 2022

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The Ugly Blonde

by Douglas Goff

a scowling angry face, his hair up in a bun

I felt wurst when his sausage like fingers, pulled out a nasty gun

in case you didn’t catch it, that last line was a pun

I was in a pickle, but my legs wouldn’t run

I made doodle in my pants, it felt like a ton

I didn’t want to die out here, in this hot orange sun

who knew that the blond was his, I was just having a little fun

was he a scrooge with women, over such an ugly one

then he shot me down, over his homely hon

now that I am dead, I think this poem is done

there is no chance in hell, that I could have possibly won

Tricky Rhyme Time! writing prompt entry
Writing Prompt
Write a poem that includes the words Pickle, Sausage, Orange, Scrooge and Doodle.
It can be as many sentences as you like, but here's the catch. The last word in each of those sentences must all rhyme with each other.

This is satire.
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