bill801 Avatar
A prose poem by


Submitted Feb 4, 2016, 9:07:46 PM


I chanced to spy just walking by one day,
A great big African woman.
Her bum was large,
Her chest was full,
Her forehead high and shiny,
Her teeth were white,
Her voice was rich,
Her tread was firm upon the ground,
But I think if we were Wed,
And I did stray,
I might just,
End up dead.


kt6550 Avatar


Commented Mar 3, 2021, 8:49:57 PM
An interesting rhyme. I am not quite certain that I understand, but I think you are targetting ignorance here.

I think you need to add some punctuation to impart a sense of timing.