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So, I'm bad with a ukelele: clinkcliinkcliink-- it doesn't agree with me clinkPAKclink-- still no good PAKPAKclink-- I need food PAKPAKPAAAAK-- gone. So, I found you: My eyes seemed to deceive me; I counted the strings, like onetwothreefour Cliiink-- "lalalala~" Didn't know there was a fifth. Lalalala~ I love you.
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 9:28 AM UTC
Ukelele
So, I'm bad with a ukelele: clinkcliinkcliink-- it doesn't agree with me clinkPAKclink-- still no good PAKPAKclink-- I need food PAKPAKPAAAAK-- gone. So, I found you: My eyes seemed to deceive me; I counted the strings, like onetwothreefour Cliiink-- "lalalala~" Didn't know there was a fifth. Lalalala~ I love you.
You, your ukelele, and your voice.
AvantGarde
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 9:28 AM UTC
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