Once I tried to catch a finicky,
He took flight and was freed from my fingers.
fickle then grabbed my best friend's foot.
Francine, my friend, fought to free and worked to flee from that crazy and mysterious fickle.
Frightened Francine forgot the fickle could fly.
So she cried to the fickle, "Oh please, free me fickle!"
So the fickle flew down and fell
through the air and into a fair of fickle-feasting frogs
who had not eaten lunch.
A Tribute To Shel by tranCendenZ
Poetry » Humor Rated: K, English, Words: 243, Published: 1/16/2004