by Ingrid Prohaska, the odd one
I read an article in the NY Times
about some lost and missing rhymes
This was a very interesting read
on the peaks of my ears I felt red heat.
I looked around
where could they be hidden
I heard a sound
out of the shell midden
I even rolled the dices
to get some odd advices
I looked under the table
and found a cable
I looked under the chair
and found a silver hair
I looked under the locker
and found, oh no - Joe Cocker
I looked behind a framed picture
and found some kind of art mixture
I looked under the carpet
and found a dusty muppet
I even looked into the pan
but there I found not even a spam
Then I looked into the book of faces
but there I found just empty spaces
Finally I had a look
into my very dear notebook
There I discovered some phrases
you can imagine my praises
Now I'm near to the end of this lore
although I'm sure I could find much more
I found some fun and a very shy smile
which I'm sure will join me a while
Instead of my ear's red heat
I feel now the rhythm of my heart beat
There is just one more I'd like to say
I wish you a very fine Sunday
Copyright © 2011 Ingrid Prohaska
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