Assignment: Today’s form:Ode
Metaphors are making me ill,
Truthful I am listen and be still.
I have to deal with map ,
which is sitting on my lap.
And think of this which is an ode,
It is already making me a toad!
Now I will attempt my assignment, the above is a warm-up, before I exercise my feeble brain!!
Oh my city ! You are so windy and bold,
I wish you were peaceful for me to behold.
Daily I’m perplexed with your uncanny weather,
You love to see me shiver and suffer.
City of hills, winding roads and fashionable cars,
A small one though, but it’s proud of its bars.
The jolly old folks have many stories to tell,
If you are patient and have no fear of a belle.
Still as I observe each new and old scene,
How much change is now, and what it had been.
I wonder at times if the chilly air,
Will take me away to a land that is fair!