The Little Red Caboose
Hand to the plow,
Don’t look back,
Never give up.
Faint heart never won . . .
I can do it, I can do it,
Even though the words are scarce,
Even though the talent is thin,
Even though others write so well,
Even though and even though.
Shucks, I only have to do one
At a time, sorta like eating an
Elephant. LexPoMo put starch
in the spine and a pen in the hand.
The ribbon is just ahead.
Hold on
Hold on and
Hold on.
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The time/spine rhyme marks my favorite sentence in your fun poem.
Challenge accepted (and then there is the follow-through). Almost there!
Smart poem and amusing.
Fun poem, fun read! eating an elephant a day tho…yes.