dedicated to Alejna
We sing a song in praise of pants
We lift our voices loud and strong
Oh won’t you come and join our dance?
Oh ring the bell and bang a gong
A rat-a-tat and ding ding dong
Oh won’t you come and join our dance?
In skinny jeans and a sarong
Or worn out sweats, shirt from Hong Kong
Oh won’t you come and join our dance?
At home or work or play pants belong
So many styles you can’t go wrong
We sing a song in praise of pants.
We wear them short; we wear them long
Go cowboy style or with a thong
Oh won’t you come and join our dance?
There’s room for all so come along
Hop up, take part in our joyful throng
We sing a song in praise of pants
Oh won’t you come and join our dance?
This week's mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write a post in the form a Villanelle. (A Villanelle is a type of poetry. Follow that link for an explanation of the "rules" of a villanelle. One famous example of a villanelle is Dylan Thomas' poem Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night) If you play along, please put a link to your post in the widget below:
And join us next week, when your mission is to write a post in the style of an Acrostic (you know, those poems they made you write in grade school where you wrote a word down the page, and then each line started with the letter... You could do a THANKSGIVING one, just like you did back in third grade this time of year, or you could come up with your own word)
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5 comments:
I'm there, I'm dancing, I'm singing a song, I wearing pants!
well done!
do you know what happened to de's blog?
Oh, wow, Painted. My pants and I are deeply moved, and inspired to get up and dance. (And bang a gong! Why don't I have a gong?)
We were apparently on the same wavelenght today, as I also penned a pants poem. (Okay, I didn't "pen," as I typed it on my laptop. But, you know. P.)
Two pants villanelles. Could life get better.
You are my sunshine!
I love this. :)
brava!!
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