New Classic Poems – Contemporary Verse That Rhymes

New Classic Poems
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Plain Vanillanella
Neil Harding McAlister
A cry ascends from beach to seaside villa –
O wretched ice cream stand, so soon sold out! –
“The only thing that’s left is plain vanilla!”
Why can’t he keep in stock, that big gorilla,
The flavors that we cannot live without
A cry ascends from beach to seaside villa.
He cares for what we want not one scintilla,
And now we’re faced with this, a dreadful drought.
The only thing that’s left is plain vanilla.
Must we decamp to far-away Manila
To find the flavors we are mad about
A cry ascends from beach to seaside villa.
Alas and woe, ‘tis true, my dear Priscilla,
It matters not how you may cry and pout.
The only thing that’s left is plain vanilla.
The children rage as angry as Godzilla,
Perseverating as they whine and shout.
A cry ascends from beach to seaside villa,
“The only thing that’s left is plain vanilla!”
Snoggle Sonnet
Vincent W. Williams
Creation snoggles all my deeper think,
Associating this with sometimes that,
As vainly I explore each logic link
discovering the why of is and at.
How nincompoople mad I'd grow to be
if nothing ever led to something more,
Or if each item that my brain could see
were pompousness and puff and nothing for;
If when were seldom ever, not were is,
and nothing seen were all our eyes could view,
How deeply clear while in a whirling diz
would be my thoughts, and maybe I’d be you.
So, just be happy things is as they am,
And not the way they might be, honey lamb.
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