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A Comma's Plight

I play with these words out of boredom and habit.

There's so many of them! From "Aardvark" to "Zoo".

And then you add in all the odd punctuation

Like semi-and-hyphen; And Oh! Exclamation!

(and poor little Comma: He hops like a rabbit...

He's never quite sure if a Colon would do.)

 

I play with these words like a cat with a twitching

Small mouse in his grasp all squealing and itching

(the cat... not the mouse... for the mouse is a wreck...

With pussy's teeth grasping the small of its neck.)

The cat is quite happy! It just takes its time...

While Comma allows the Ellipsis the rhyme...

 

I play with these words and the dots and the dashes;

Parenthesis [brackets] and to/or/from slashes-

With all of the keys 'neath my ten little digits

"Somewhat like the cat with the mouse as he fidgets".

I've learned to write well from my Pa and my Momma:

Yet still I feel bad for that poor little Comma.

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timothy-mooney
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Jan 22, 2011
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