Stop, Drop and Stroll
Stop, Drop and Stroll -
Limericked Selections on Coming Elections
A frolicking frenzy endures but awhile,
‘Mid feigning false fabulist’s sneakiest smile.
They sashay and stroll,
Surrounding the poll,
Where frustrated judges the ballots compile.
Do fondness or frigidness greet outstretched hand?
Can coaches groom greatness, if honor’s unmanned?
A fresh polished face
Assumes rightful place,
Although frequent frost leaves its frown ‘cross the land.
c2012 by Linda Ann Nickerson
NOTE: This original and copyrighted poem was posted in response to prompts from Mr. KnowItAll’s Flash-55, Meme Express and Simply Snickers.
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