The Taxes Are Done! Write a Poem!

I thought that spring was canceled,

With Wall Street in the john

But what is this beneath my feet

Green GRASS I tread upon?

It’s National Poetry Month kids and finally we can mark it with all those nasty taxes behind us at last! I was reading Shakespeare aloud in a group last night and it looks like you can only hear SO MUCH iambic pentameter before you start thinking in verse yourself, even if it’s based on the verse of others.

Check this out (and name this poem whose rhyme scheme I have matched exactly):

Whose face is this I think I know

Its look is unfamiliar though

I'm almost stumped to see it here

Reflected in that shop win-DOW

My younger self would think Oh Wow!

To see these hairs ascendant now

Above the lip, below the chin

Pig-bristly just like on a sow

I give my head a little shake

To ask if there is some mistake

These pouchy bags, this wrinkled skin

Do simple years such changes make?

The lines are furrowed dark and deep

And though this cream did not come cheap

It will work wonders whilst I sleep

It best work wonder whilst I sleep!

We're right smack on the bellybutton of the month made for poems so come on! Turn on some rap or hip-hop (or write a naughty limerick!)