Old Maid Hadder Got Madder And Madder


Old maid Hadder got madder and madder
wind blew her bonnet and cast upon it.
Soaking showers from a blackbird's bladder
taken aback, next she fell doggone it!

Did not matter, her day in a tatter
rain pouring down, gave her another frown.
Wind drove and gusted all the more at her
in her shame she felt even more a clown!

She could never rise not that it matters
her sad life now placed her in such tatters.
Her legs exposed showed fatter and fatter
with no lover, simply did not matter!

Sad tale of a mad, old lady Hadder.
To get up, had to use a step ladder.

Robert J. Lindley


Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A
Total # Words: 109

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MAD AS A HORNET - SONNET - poetry contest


Blog Posted:10/16/2015 2:48:00 PM
MAD AS A HORNET – SONNET

One NEW poem on the topic of --- MAD AS A HORNET

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