Thursday, August 18, 2011

wh(y)?

like me-
it serves as a question
as well as an appropriately foolish letter
in bad company

it only teams up with words like

yodel, yak, yacht, yo-yo,

Yiddish, yellow...

even Yagermeister!

no wait

that starts with J...
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  1. AnonymousAugust 18, 2011 at 10:42 AM

    lol- I enjoyed this!

    laurie kolp

    http://lkharris-kolp.blogspot.com/2011/08/u-is-for-ungovernable.html

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  2. BubbaAugust 18, 2011 at 10:54 AM

    Jägermeister is awful! :(

    But your poem was not! :)

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  3. bttrflyscarAugust 18, 2011 at 10:59 AM

    LOL

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  4. DeborahAugust 18, 2011 at 12:09 PM

    :o) Very well done!

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  5. SusannahAugust 18, 2011 at 1:19 PM

    :-) Nice one, I liked it!

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  6. MaryAugust 18, 2011 at 4:06 PM

    You make me laugh, which is a good thing!

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  7. UnknownAugust 18, 2011 at 4:22 PM

    Fun with this one, Amy. You prove you're no yahoo!

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  8. WyomingDivaAugust 18, 2011 at 6:16 PM

    Enjoyed it!

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  9. ScarletAugust 18, 2011 at 6:40 PM

    ha..ha.. fun post ~

    Happy friday ~

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  10. Maude LynnAugust 18, 2011 at 6:56 PM

    Love this!

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  11. AnonymousAugust 18, 2011 at 9:05 PM

    Amy, great post, and the "J" changeup at the end was very fun.

    I, of course, had 'y' as well, and was tempted to add my favorite hometown beer, Yuengling, but went for lust instead(!) Third of three poems. Other Amy
    http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/08/19/three-prompts-three-poems/

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  12. Brother OllieAugust 19, 2011 at 5:29 AM

    Yagermeister -this works. I like this piece. You always get a cool flow going.

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  13. bttrflyscarAugust 19, 2011 at 7:50 AM

    :)

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  14. JinksyAugust 19, 2011 at 10:26 AM

    "Y" worry?
    This was fun, thanks. :)

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  15. Dave KingAugust 20, 2011 at 1:24 AM

    Humour as well? Wonderful!

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  16. EllaAugust 20, 2011 at 1:02 PM

    Fun post I enjoyed your Y

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  17. SheilaAugust 20, 2011 at 1:41 PM

    Lol, funny stuff. I don't care if that last one starts with a Y or J. Either way it is Yuk!

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  18. Serving Hugs on a Platter and Tears in a TeacupAugust 20, 2011 at 4:22 PM

    Loved how you ended that! Keeping our minds sharp and our spelling correct!:)

    ~alaurilee

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  19. AnonymousAugust 21, 2011 at 4:09 AM

    If you have had a Jägermeister or two already you don't care what it starts with... *hick* Very nicely put! Really enjoyed this!

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  20. Doctor FTSEAugust 21, 2011 at 4:49 AM

    Well worked. Fun read.

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