I have set up this page to share with you a few of the humorous ditties I have penned (some specifically for Twitter).
Tweeting under Grammar is fun!@AnnaNolan19
Cannot stress this one enough:
Hashtags, websites, blogs and stuff
Flummox me – can take no more!
Aren’t I a dinosaur?
I must say I like to natter
About things that hardly matter;
But I care not one iota:
20K’s* my daily quota.
Always thought it was pure fiction
Catching internet addiction;
Now, I see this very clearly:
Am afflicted MOST severely!
A pig in a poke
There once was this surly big bloke
Who purchased a pig in a poke,
It was a bad deal:
The pig wouldn’t squeal;
He wasted much dough at a stroke.
There once was this great bloke called Bobby,
Who used to read Greek for a hobby,
From Latin he’d quote,
Knew French words of note,
And yet he was not at all snobby.
You’d like my cyber friend Mark,
Whose writing has polish and spark;
What’s more, he is cool,
He’s nobody’s fool;
To sum up, his endowments are stark.
There was this MP – jeez, I quiver –
Who’d sell you and me down the river;
He’d scheme and he’d plot,
He’d give all he got
In trying his ploy to deliver.
*Member of Parliament
We’ve just had a bust-up, see,
My militant muse and me
‘Cos she wants – you won’t believe –
That I grant her yearly leave!
What a cheek! But it’s no use
Having bust-ups with my muse,
If you read me, you’ll be clear
She is hardly ever here!
Blow me down: is this the time
For another silly rhyme?
I’ve been sweating since the dawn:
Muse is at the Doe and Fawn!
Goodness gracious, what a slog
To be writing weekly blog;
That, however, is my game:
Glorious English that’s aflame.
Twitter – 1
Since I do prefer to witter,
I am quite constrained by Twitter;
Yet, across seas, fields and cities,
It’s receptive to my ditties.
Twitter – 2
I can’t help but fret and fidget:
Do I really need a Widget?
Twitter Widgets make me shout:
What the … tweet is that about?
Twitter – 3
If one were to persevere
In this wondrous Twitter-sphere,
What surprises would there be?
One, I guess, must wait and see.
Twitter – 4
It’s amazing whom one meets
In this wondrous world of tweets:
So much talent, insight, wit;
Feel so small – but WILL NOT quit!
During a delightful stroll
Up a lovely little knoll,
Heard woodpeckers – what a thrill,
Though they sounded like a drill!
Little hedgehog, full of spikes,
When you touch him, you’ll go “yikes!”.
He will outmanoeuvre all
When he forms a little ball.
Women fickle? Is that so?
‘Fraid it’s a resounding NO;
What is fickle, every day,
Is the weather marked UK!