October 10, 2022 · 12:08 pm
There once was a writer of romance, /
Who left very little to chance. /
Her imagination /
Was only a way station, /
For her prose to cavort and prance.
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Filed under 2022, Monday morning writing joke, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as 101022, cavort, David E. Booker, imagination, joke, limerick, Monday, October, poem, poetry, prance, romance, writing humor
January 13, 2020 · 2:31 am
There once was a writer of Romance /
Who had a stance on love at first glance. /
It was hard for him to believe /
Or even try to conceive /
That it could be done while still wearing your pants.
December 9, 2019 · 8:27 am
There once was a writer of Romance /
Who had a stance on love at first glance. /
It was hard for him to believe /
Or even try to conceive /
That it could be done while still wearing your pants.
December 31, 2018 · 3:37 am
There once was a writer from Saskatchewan
/
Who wasn’t sure he could still
catch one /
He gave a good chase /
In a world of bodice and lace /
But his writing, like his love life, had come undone.
Filed under 2018, Monday morning writing joke, poetry by author
Tagged as joke, limerick, Monday, poem, poetry, romance, Saskatcheewan, writing, writing humor
May 8, 2017 · 7:08 am
There once was a writer of romance. /
Who often had her characters de-pants. /
Some said she oughta /
Instead be writing erotica. /
Her knights were always using the wrong lance.