[Kiddalee]: 225.Poetry.Formatted.The Trochees Of Insanity!

Note: Since you're here, I hope you have a liking for senselessness, but please don't think that this is one of those emo-teen-angst poems; it's definately anything but.

The Trochees Of Insanity!

by Vicki Sue Nemeth

Jugglers juggle tangerines which penguins made of wooden wood.
Lightweight emerald petals fall when I forget to wear my hood.
I am only writing this because my teacher said I should.

Tangerines that penguins play with turn to wood in little light.
Emeralds grow like petals juggling if volcanoes flower right.
I am only writing this because my teacher thought I might.

Penguins slip on slides of wood which light through emeralds shines upon.
Petals juggle tangerine trees when the cameramen have gone.
I am only writing this because my teacher called it fun.

Wooden lightweights weigh you down when emerald petals they contain.
Juggled tangerines by penguins will not cease to turn me vain.
I am only writing this because my teacher pulled a rein.

Light refracting through an emerald juggles petals on the wall.
Tangerines are penguins' wooden sculptures that will roll, not fall.
I am only writing this because my teacher gave the call.

Emerald jugglers have the job that petals give to tangerines.
Penguins use their wooden lights to stop a kid from being mean.
I am only writing this because my teacher called it keen.