C’mon my chums, don’t be shy
Don’t you want to take a peek?
C’mon give it a try,
It could be the start,
Of your winning streak.
Five quid to look behind,
The Mask and try your luck.
Five quid for a quick glance,
C’mon fellows,
I promise you won’t barf.
It could be an angel,
Of delight and arouse your passion,
It could be a mad man,
With a very loud voice,
In need of a good thrashing.
Perhaps it’s your great Aunt,
Or, that cute girl down the street.
Perhaps it’s that annoying niece,
C’mon mates,
Don’t you want to compete?
Stand up lads,
It’s time to try your luck,
Five quid can’t be beat,
I’ll scream now when you turn green,
I promise we’ll have time to duck.
The A Mused Poetry Contest 10/24 – 10/30/2020
© Deb Whittam 2020
Just great, Deb. Wonderful. 🙂
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Thanks Jeff 😃
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See? I knew you could do it. 🙂 A great take.
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It was a stretch Chelsea, I want one about dusting. I can do amusing dusting, I promise 🙂
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I believe you! 😀
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