18 Sept 2010

Twelve Word Puzzle for Friday 17th


What Is Your Plea?

The judge declared, a little fraught,
"Silence in court! Silence in court!"
while in the dock the child stood crying,
twisting her skirt, there's no denying.
His chant, like a swarm of angry bees humming,
had set her temple pulse a-thrumming.
She clutched at her skirt, which was embellished
with debris from food she'd half-eaten with relish.
But while her eyes flashed with indignant light
she stood to give evidence from her short height
and gave her temporary answer -
"It wasn't me! It was my Aunt, Sir!"
Then straightening her backbone, despite her fear,
She added "Please, let me out of here?"


Okay, so I added and extra 'ed' - what are you going to do to me?! This is my offering for the Big Tent this week.

9 comments:

  1. I was quaking and quivering with her, Jinksy! And don't worry about the "ed", folks mangle the words every which way to fit them in!

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  2. You get to do with the words what you want to, that's what!

    Seems there is much crime in evidence this week.

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  3. I can only hope, that if I am ever brought to account for all I have done, that in view of the silliness of my crimes, that I will be tried as a juvenile!

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  4. I could literally visualize the scared child..

    timeless flies search for fries

    And do get aboard the Poetry Train every Monday
    mornings and thereafter!

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  5. It's great, Jinksy! Love the blog!

    CJ xx

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  6. Deb's right! Twist the words so they work. They are in service of the poem, at our mercy!

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  7. Very well done with a tough selection of words.

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  8. How much characterization packed into one wee defendant and one brief poem. Bravo. Especially liked the image of a defendant with food-stained clothing, great contrast to image management. Excellent. Thank-you.

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  9. lovely word play...
    masterfully done!

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