A Choka

when I read poetry,

my eyes begin to twinkle;

when I read stories,

I feel like saying bingle;

how do I feel now?

Not as bad as a mad cow,

I’m ready to try,

no matter how muses fly,

let’s write to achieve tonight.

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6 Responses to A Choka

  1. Bingle…with or without the inflection? 😉

    Stopped by from Purple Treehouse prompt hop
    Tale Spinning

  2. Bodhirose says:

    A choka with humor…cute!

  3. terri0729 says:

    LOL! nicely done! I tried this form too 🙂 smiles, Terri

  4. Aya Wilson says:

    yes, I did try tonight,

    glad to see yours.

    🙂

  5. I sometimes feel like saying bingle.

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