Ode To Delores

Once more, Delores, of The Feathered Nest as issued her challenge.

Once more, I harness the old brain and shove it into overdrive . . .

This weeks Wednesday's Words?

Gregarious, munchkin, tipple, faint, carousing, bed pan

What am I gonna do with that . . .?

What else . . . a poem!

Delores, evil genius, you,

“Write,” you say. And write we do.

And from the words that you present,

We must weave something opulent.

But tell me how, with words I paint,

I’ll match gregarious with faint?

And Munchkin, I don't have a clue . . .

Do Munchkins tipple? Tell me. Do.

I’ve left carousing to the end,

For what to do with that, my friend?

I don’t carouse, and never will,

But nothing else will fit the bill.

I’m giving up, my brain is numb,

And feeling just a little dumb.

There is no way, it’s just too queer,

To fit a bed pan somewhere here.

And so I’ll stop, I’ve ‘uncle’ said.

My brain has gone from numb . . . to dead.

P.S. I love this! Keep them coming, my friend!

P.P.S. Drop over to Delores' blog and check out what the others came up with!