JOSIE'S POEMS

Shaped Poems

By Josie Whitehead

Businessman

NO TIME

(A Shaped Poem)

By Josie Whitehead

No Time

I’ve a 

 

 fly to fry,

 

 eyes to dry,

 

A mill to drill;

 

Snakes to bake;

 

Three bees to see;

 

Eight cakes to make;

 

Some snow to throw;

 

Several crows to know;

 

Perhaps a chance romance;

 

When I dance and prance in France.

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