Last year a friend asked, Jo
Do you like so-and-so?
To that I said No,
Tis' only a joke.Last Christmas a friend sighed, Wen
Don't tell me you're lying again.
To that I said Then,
When did the lie begin?Last New Year a friend exclaimed, oh My
A truth is birthing from a lie!
To that I said Fie,
I happen to smile when he walks by!Last Valentine a friend warned, Mim
You'd best not do this on a whim.
To that I said Him?
He will not be that dim.Last midterm a friend whispered, Nish
I think you might be getting your wish!
To that I said, Pish
Tis' no more than a catfish.Last month my friend muttered, Gee
Wonder who is that he sees
To that I said, Me?
Let's walk the other way, please!Last fortnight my friend giggled, Nat
You might have to get a prayer mat!
To that I said, Scat
Surely it won't come to that.Last weekend my friend blurted, San
He told his companion...
To that I said, Run
I cannot come undone!Last Friday my friend sang, oh Ali
You two are sitting in a tree!
To that I said, Eeeee
Pray, let us leave him be.
YOU ARE READING
Three Little Birds
PoetryWhen you lock away your feelings and spit them out on occasion, this is what happens.