Author: Jennifer Martin
Watchers waltzed with Wendy’s wedding warble. Wine watered women’s words, wind wafted wardrobes. Wishes within wells would win.
Whereas, Westin wondered why. Why would Wendy want wisteria? Wisteria wilted, whined, whereas Wendy was wild, warm with wisdom. Watching wildness wane, Westin winced with waking waft.
Wendy was Westin’s Wondrous Woman. Was.
Westin watched, weakened with wan wisteria, while Wendy welcomed Wifehood without Westin.
Monday mornings might make me mean. Mild mist mixes my moods.
Moreover, many mistakes may murder my moral. Missing most memories motivates mourning.
"Misery must melt," my mouth meets my mind.
Minutes mirror moments. Mazes move. Mystery multiplies.
Movements mislead mindless 'myselves'.
"My majesty," Monet's masterpieces moan, mocking me.
Magnificent museums mean magic.
Beer Bellied Betty
Beer Butter Bellied Betty,
Boasting big beer buttered belly,
Bought bitter butter beer by barter,
Beer butter bellied Betty better barter!
Betty's being bit batty!
Belched Betty's bigger brother Bert,
Because big beer butter belly Betty,
Bit bitter blue berry,
But brewing basic bitter barley,
Better beer be brewed by barely bitter barley butter!
(c) BAM
