Viv Wigley Poet Rhyme

Flying Donkey

I'm only supposed to eat carrots
and carry large loads for no pay,
so winching me up the Cathedral
was not in my plans for the day.
The crowd below seemed quite excited
as over their heads I shot past,
till the zip wire could bear me no longer
then it was my turn to kick Ass.
To say I was grateful to those folk
who cushioned my fall, there's no doubt.
So I left them a gift for their rose beds- I hope that it all washes out.

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Andrea Dietrich April 5, 2015 at 12:12 AM This is UDDERLY fantastic. oops, it's a donkey. not a cow!(do donkeys have udders?) Anyway, you are GOOD. Not many can write humor this well and I loved your little spur of the moment limerick response to my speeding story Viv Wigley April 5, 2015 at 12:22 AM Thanks, Andrea, watch those lights and have a lovely Easter. Viv x

Richard Lamoureux April 4, 2015 at 9:01 AM Ha ha cute, smelly but cute! Viv Wigley April 4, 2015 at 12:03 PM Thanks, Richard. Those Donkeys can sure dish it out when they want to... Regards, Viv

Emile Pinet April 4, 2015 at 9:01 AM The imagery is perfect. Nice flow of words and a interesting sounding poem with just the right flow to make the reader sing the words from the page and leave with a smile. Emile. #7 Viv Wigley April 4, 2015 at 12:03 PM Thanks, Emile, nice to spread a little happiness, even with such a strange subject. Regards, Viv

Paul Callus April 4, 2015 at 8:10 AM An enjoyable read, Viv! The last line is smart and witty. Top marks for you. // paul Viv Wigley April 4, 2015 at 8:41 AM Thanks, Paul. And what a great word- 'funambulist'. Should be used more often. Happy Easter to you. Regards, Viv

Jan Allison April 4, 2015 at 6:09 AM what an hilarious story - I did have to check it wasn't written on 1st April lol My hubby was born in Derby and I lived their for 24 years - but we met in Birmingham:-) Hugs jan xx 7 xx Viv Wigley April 4, 2015 at 7:28 AM You can't beat weird and wonderful, Jan. Have a lovely Easter. Viv x

John Williams April 4, 2015 at 2:04 AM Hello Viv, A clever poem Viv, well written. They say fact is stranger than fiction. Good research. Kind regards----John Viv Wigley April 4, 2015 at 2:31 AM Thanks, John. Not quite sure how the victims explained their injuries to their wives without appearing drunk :)