
Short poems written by my late husband, Laston Kirkland. I did not include his poem Eggs; it would not be accepted per Vocal rules.
Enjoy!
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Ono Motto Pete said “Bang!” as he slammed his sock drawer in.
Ono Motto Pete said “Ouch!” when he left his finger in.
Ono Motto Pete said “Meow!” at the cat beside the door.
Ono Motto Pete said "Roar!" like the toy lion on the floor.
Ono Motto Pete said “Woosh!” as he jumped up on the chair.
Ono Motto Pete said “Ka-ching!” as the toast popped in the air.
Ono Motto Pete said “Glug!” as the milk went in the cup.
Ono Motto Pete said “Slurp!” as he began to drink it up.
Ono Motto Pete said “Snap!” as he fastened up his shoe.
Ono Motto Pete said “Zip!” as he pulled the zipper through.
Ono Motto Pete said “Splash!” at the puddle by the street.
Ono Motto Pete said “Squish!” at the wetness of his feet.
Ono Motto Pete said “Screech!” when the bus came to a stop.
Ono Motto Pete said “Click-click!” when the bus door opened up.
Ono Motto Pete said ”Vroom!” as the bus then drove away.
Ono Motto Pete said lots of things. He does that every day.
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“You sew that guy?” stitched Molly Props
“Sew? Do you mean see?” said Vera Fi.
“He’s a wolf in cheap clothing,” Molly Props said suitably.
“You mean sheep’s clothing don’t you?” Said Vera Fi.
“Why would a sheep wear clothes? Anyways, he said he wasn’t sick, but he gave me a cod.” Molly Props trouted.
“He gave you a fish?” Said Vera Fi
“Not official, but he did it on porpoise.” Molly Props trilled.
“He did what on purpose?” said Vera Fi.
“He didn’t wait at all, he snoozed right in my face!” said Molly Props sleepily.
“He went to sleep?” said Vera Fri
“No, he didn’t go anywhere. Now I’m elected.” Molly Props said stately.
“You mean infected? like the flu?” said Vera Fi.
“No we weren’t flying. It was on a bust, and a lot of people were inside it.” modeled Molly Props.
“A bus? Like for school?” Said Vera Fi
"No, we weren’t weighing anything with a scale. He probably made them all eel too.” said Molly Props fishilly.
“He cooked eel?” Said Vera Fi.
“I suppose he could deal, but I’m still mad. It would be bad if the diver got sick,” said Molly Props deeply.
“The diver? like a swimmer?” Said Vera Fi
“He can’t go swimming when he might be eel. We need him to dive the bust. He’s an export,” shipped Molly Props
“Every time I talk to you, Molly Props, I’m more confused than when I started.” Said Vera Fi.
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Ono Motto Patty said “Bang!” as she popped up out of bed
Ono Motto Patty said “Ouch!” when she bumped it with her head
Ono Motto Patty said “Meow!” like a cat into the mirror
Ono Motto Patty said "Roar!" when she moved a little nearer
Ono Motto Patty said “Woosh!” while looking at a rocket
Ono Motto Patty said “Ka-ching!” at the money in her pocket
Ono Motto Patty said “Glug!” at the cup beside the sink.
Ono Motto Patty said “Slurp!” as she took a great big drink.
Ono Motto Patty said “Snap!” as she fastened her dress round.
Ono Motto Patty said “Zip!” as she pulled the zipper down.
Ono Motto Patty said “Splash!” at the puddle by the street.
Ono Motto Patty said “Squish!” at the wetness of her feet.
Ono Motto Patty said “Screech!” when the bus came to a stop.
Ono Motto Patty said “Click-click!” when the bus door opened up.
Ono Motto Patty said ”Vroom!” as the bus then drove away.
Ono Motto Patty said lots of things. She does that every day.
About the Creator
Jenn Kirkland
I'm a kinda-suburban, chubby, white, brunette, widowed mom of a teen and a twenty-something, special services school bus driver, word nerd, grammar geek, gamer girl, liberal snowflake social justice bard, and proud of it.


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