Poetry by Jeff Green


Total nonsense at night

by cricketjeff on November 20, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

When I saw a butterfly
As it chanced to flutter by
I found I had to utter why
Do moths come out at night

I knew a girl called Buttercup
Something of a gutter pup
There was no way to shut her up
When she went out at night

I make the worlds best buttered toast
was this ladies muttered boast
But it was her butt heard most
When she ate beans at night

Author notes

Just playing with the sound