by Richard Morgan
Grasshoppers and ants
wearing shirts and pants,
both blessings and rants,
some cans and some can’ts.
Her name was Megs,
he liked her long legs.
After finishing two kegs,
they married and laid eggs.
Blessings and rants,
some cans and some can’ts,
grasshoppers and ants
wearing shirts and pants.
She knew he was a winner,
but she was a sinner.
He was so much thinner,
she ate him for dinner.
It’s fate and it’s chance,
both blessings and rants,
grasshoppers and ants,
some cans and some can’ts.
Richard submitted this poem for our rhyme and alliteration session
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