I wrote a Clerihew today.
Yesterday I met a really nice writer. He is a person not a cat. His name is Paul.
Paul who writes at birds and trees of the mind, introduced the poetic form clerihew yesterday. The clerihew was invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley. I wonder what they would have called the poetic form he invented if his middle name was Catnip?
Mrs. Hodges, my typist, likes to use a dictionary that weighs 9 pounds and 9 ounuces. I prefer to use Wikipedia.
Wikipedia told me that a clerihew is a whimsical, four-line biographical poem, that uses the rhyme structure AABB.
My clerihew for today.
Garfield the cat.
Was really rather fat.
Lasagna is not very nice.
I would rather eat mice.
Would you like to try writing a clerihew?
If I can do it. So can you.
I am participating in the March Slice of Life challenge hosted by Stacey Shubitz and Ruth Ayres at Two Writing Teachers. I will write a story every day for the month of March; if I can wake up my typist in the morning. You can read all of the other writers stories here.
Would you like to read another cat story?
About Pooh Hodges
I have had a hard life. Born to a single mother in a back alley in Wisconsin. I never knew my father. My sister died young. I am writing my story. Look for it.