DAY 6 for Poetry Month
- Apr 7, 2020
- 1 min read
(Every once in a while, all poets have to write Limericks…)
“AMBIVALENT FOLLY”
In pursuit of ambivalent folly,
Quite torn between Martin and Molly
A fine, earnest youth
Who knew not his own truth,
Sat scratching his head, thinking “Golly…
There’s virtue in either decision,
And though I might suffer derision,
They’re both fair of face,
And are not common-place
And life always allows for revision.
When finally his choice was fine-tuned,
Late, sad complications ballooned,
For Martin and Moll’
To each other, by goll’
Had married – his passions harpooned!
© Sally Stevens 2010
