Horror grows on moons too fond of blow, Pythons snort snow ponds God forgot to flood. Grow strong worthy worms, tooth rot wonβt stop clocks slowly, so floss. Knock on wood, soft looks bloom soon, Months go on so. Look, hold form, Noon folds to gloom, Moon stoops down, blow looms On loony snoot.
A poem composed with only the vowel 'O' in the spirit of the OULIPO.