poetry jam
it's too late baby it's too late
stuck in the middle with you
should never have gone on that date
it's too late baby it's too late
poor puss poor puss this is your fate
to be old owl's play thing-what's new
it's too late baby it's too late
stuck in the middle with you
Maybe the tables could turn!
ReplyDeleteIt's all a matter of perspective, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteOoooh stuck in the middle with you . . . thought provoking.
ReplyDeleteHas elements of sacrifice here. The owl can happily fly away if it wants to but for friendship's sake, it stays on! Nicely Rallentanda!
ReplyDeleteHank
and where is he middle... sometimes the ends move and change everything nice poem
ReplyDeleteNow there is a mismatched couple! Love the picture and smiled through the poem.
ReplyDeleteStuck in the middle ..the place where nothing is sure. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteWow interesting take on the prompt! I like how you wove in the song lyrics.
ReplyDeleteHaha poor puss... Loved your take. The picture reminds me of the poem that I read in school - owl and the pussy cat :)
ReplyDeleteTook me back decades....i remembered from school days "the owl and the pussy cat went to sea in a beautiful pea green boat," luv your take on the prompt, made me smile
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
OK, I seriously love this.
ReplyDeleteKind of a "found" poem of lyrics. "to be old owl's play thing-what's new" pussycat?
ReplyDeleteVery intriguing poem and composition.
Rallentanda, you are so clever. These are all poems, songs from my youth and somehow you've managed to blend them into a poem:-) Wonderful!! Doesn't that song from Stealer's. Wheel sound like Dylan? I thought it was him, for forever..lol
ReplyDeleteHa Glad you enjoyed this one Thanks!
ReplyDeleteLOLL! What a great piece of whimsy. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteNice...yes some dates you should never go on lest you get stuck.
ReplyDeletelol...nice one :D
ReplyDeleteSong lyrics and Lear - a clever combination in your triolet.
ReplyDeleteLove that connection to the pic... like that of a fable.
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