Monday, May 26, 2014

I asked Sofia if she wanted to write a poem with me. I asked if she knew what a poem was and she said no. I told her we should just start then. I asked her to give me a title. She said, "The Rhyming Palm". And I said, "The Rhyming...Palm? As in palm of the hand?" And she said yes. Here it is.

The Rhyming Palm

Gnaw gaw aw
Nigh Kai
    Nigh why
Flaming flamingos
    Framing Domingo.
Fie-ing, falling
    Flamango a
in Santa Domingo.

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