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Queen's English
by Elizabeth Jill
When exclamations
punch into italic slang
cursive Queen's English
pompously tch's
benedictions: thrap! thrap! thrap!
Quiet, if you please!
~she's estimating
how many apostrophes
are crimes in progress
sinning poetry!
haiku masquerader, thee!
her beseeching plight?
poems going wild,
not innocently milk-sweet.
'scind one. Then find out.
01/29/2006 Author's Note:
ueen's English is investigating who is
sinning poems all over the greensward.
If you are one of the criminals, you must report immediately to the exclamation office.
Posted on 01/30/2006
Copyright © 2024 Elizabeth Jill
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/30/06 at 05:19 AM Gadzooks and zounds!!! I'm feeling punctulated! |
| Posted by Jim Benz on 01/30/06 at 06:43 AM I just love to see people let loose with a creative spirit. Which way to the exclamation office? I think I have an appointment! |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 01/30/06 at 05:30 PM Guilty as charged. I too feel punctulated.
Funtastic Jill....Charlie |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 01/30/06 at 11:40 PM So very ALICE... in Wonderland! Write on, sister. Write on! |
| Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 02/05/06 at 04:05 AM Jill, I saw myself in the 'looking glass.' I have a feeling the Queen and I wouldn't see eye to eye. I love this poem and, yes, it does remind me of one of mine. Yours however, is much more ... Stately ... despite the Queen's reign. :) |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 04/09/06 at 07:32 PM you are by far, one of the most creative people i have come across here on pathetic! this piece is wonderful and it put a smile on my face... thank you! |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 04/21/06 at 01:39 PM Creative and imagnitive....not to mention visually appealing!! Loved it- great read. |
| Posted by D. James McKee on 09/24/08 at 12:55 PM We are amused. Ahem, ahem, ahum. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/30/09 at 12:04 PM words need a playmate and I could just hear
words words words pining neath the Elizabethan balcony, Elizabeth, Elizabeth, won't you come down and play and with such playful plead and tone how could Elizabeth refuse? She, being such a wonderful playmate to words and true to her words, she does indeed come down and play. and may I utter in playful words that words never had a better playmate. |
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