Tuesday, 30 April 2013

King Neptune Was An Amber Gambler

King Neptune drove down
Holdenhurst Avenue in a Chevrolet.
He passed a Pizza Hut.
The air smelt like an oven.
The lights started to change.
But old Neptune
stepped on the gas,
put his flipper to the floor.

Surprising, isn't it?
But you wouldn't think
that the watery old King
was an amber
gambler.

4 comments:

  1. Jonathan,
    Very much fun! Great poem for a classroom of kids who (might currently) roll their eyes at poetry and the joys of language...we call them "high-schoolers" here on this side of Neptune's pond.
    Cheers,
    B.R.

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  2. The air smelt like an oven.
    The lights started to change.

    I love the metre repeating here. I know that oven smell too well.

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  3. Glad you could share it with me.

    Thanks WB.

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