There once was a young clogging queen,
whose talent was before not seen.
Shows done daily, in a sweet suite,
she dazzled and awed with feet feat.
She married a producer of oxygen tanks,
then looked to another - for he shot blanks.
The two fell in love, and plotted to pair pare.
Freak chance it must be, to rule as air heir.
One day while sledding, his horse took flight.
In the lake, husband bobbed out of sight.
Saved, while breath held, botched a near sleigh slay.
Though he knew, the witch would but neigh, "Nay!".
SHE would now play the role of a pawn.
Alergic, he betrayed her with flan.
Many nuts, ground to a great grate,
gave her the runs - after she ate eight!
Her fancy footwork did not prove true,
when she tripped running up to the loo.
Vengeful death seems only a fair fare!
Want lessons? Don't look too hard, they're there...
The moral to our story is this:
when married, don't be quick to dismiss.
There will always be don'ts & do's dues,
it will help to remember who's whose.
- that, and... FLAN KILLS!
Author notes
Homophones(12):
feet/feat
beat/beet
pair/pare
air/heir
sleigh/slay
neigh/nay
great/grate
ate/eight
fair/fare
they're/there
do's/dues
who's/whose
A contest entry
- Homophones! by Fairy Nutty Buddy.
600 points, ended February 5, 2007, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I really don't know what to say about this poem. It was amazing. The words were so strong, VERY SWEET.
I really enjoyed reading your poem. You have a nice choice of words. They (words) say alot
Well done!
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ooh i see i have already commented on this! ah well i can tell you how good it is again ha ha ha
great work 
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I absolutely love this!! Just brilliant. I really enjoyed reading this. This is the first of this kind I have read. Great writing.
Jeannie
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i love it! Homophone poems so rock!
i was thinking of entering this contest too... but i would have been out shined totally by you and the others
sad that you didn't win anything... worthy of a shiny trophie and more though.
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oh my ha ha ha great work and definately a laugh bringer, well done with this one good luck in the contest this is an exelent write
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LOL brilliant use of the word bank ,brilliant ,this wasnt just funny it was also very cleverly put together to procduce a marvelous write ,well done!!!good luck in the contest
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Haha! Funny story. Although a few of the homophone pairs I didn't understand their meaning together, beat beet, pair pare, air heir, sleigh slay. Maybe I'm just slow?
She married a producer of oxygen tanks... haha! Totally random and out of the blue, I like it.
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I'm glad you found it funny.
pair pare (the pair would be the married couple, to pare as in a paring knife or to cut off dead branches... so to sever the "pair" is what was meant)
air heir (she would be inherit -be the heir- his business of "air" - oxygen tanks)
sliegh slay (to slay someone as in murder them... with a sleigh - she had obviously tampered with his sled)
I'm glad you liked the randomness... like the flan, I don't even know why I chose that!
Oxygen tanks... what I was going for was the misleading intention of randomness, but actually it fit in with the story. I'll explain how my weird mind works...
What he does (produce "air" or oxygen tanks, in a way saves him... "his breath held", BUT what she does -fancy footwork- does not save her. - That's Karma for ya!
I don't think you're slow... alot of people dont get me. -
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"I don't think you're slow... alot of people dont get me."
Love your sense of humor.
Ah, the air heir I should have gotten!
Good one!
She was beating her feet to a purple vegetable? Haha! That one still doesn't make sense to me.
YAY for goofy people!
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Thank you for pointing this out!
OH my! You are correct... for some reason I was thinking that "beet" was how you spell the rhythm meaning... ooops! *blushes considerably* - Well I changed it, better? -
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feet feat works for me!
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