I wrote a Clerihew today.

I like mice for breakfast.

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.

I don’t like lasagna.

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.