The Two Line Poem Game (no word limit) Showing 1-50 of 2,504

[Preston, Moderator]

ust keep adding rhyming couplets, each player posts two lines at a time (a rhyming couplet) like this.

What do you do?
I work at the Zoo

I'd want to go see
the ring-tailed monkey
.
Where should go with this poem?
Let's take it on home.

So who wants to play
The poem game today?

[Preston, Moderator]

Somebody please start the poem by posting a rhyming couplet below.

[Roger]

I'm a poet
And don't know it

[Lori S.]

There once was a boy named Riddle
In dark magic did he fiddle

[Lori S.]

Then a young Potter got in his way
But it was Neville who saved the day

[Roger]

And when Potter shopped at Lidl
Neville stayed behind at Wyre Piddle

[Preston, Moderator]

This story sounds a bit well known,
let's start one that's all our own.

[Lori S.]

On a mountain, a lone peak
Sat a man for those who seek

[Preston, Moderator]

inner peace for whosever
desires to live in calm forever.

[Boyd, Hunk of hunky burning passion]

catch the tide of our swami
or your brain will wave like a tsunami.

[Roger]

tsunami washing over me again
in an unending, unwelcome refrain.

[Preston, Moderator]

"Who are we?" asked ourselves,
Characters fallen off bookshelves.

[Roger]

We're made of blood, sweat, and tears,
snails, puppy-dog tails and demon ears.

[Preston, Moderator]

We are the sum of all your fears,
The Vorgon poet balladeers.

[Roger]

Whose rhymes do make you numb
when imbibed over midday dim sum

[Preston, Moderator]

The balladeers are even worse,
for they set music to their verse.

[Lori S.]

A wash of sound, cold, repetitive
Full of dark power, meditative

[Preston, Moderator]

with words and music so inane
many of us have gone insane.

[Roger]

But not so with the Pet Shop Boys
and their irony—one of life's joys

(??)

[Preston, Moderator]

I don't mean to be dyslogistic,
but did we not seek the swami mystic?

[Lori S.]

Climbing up a mountain's side,
Leaves one with no place to hide

[Preston, Moderator]

Then when you get to the top,
There's nothing but a novelty shop.

[Preston, Moderator]

You thought you were a mountaineer,
But all you've got's a souvenir

[Boyd, Hunk of hunky burning passion]

Nice here though the weather's balmy,
It sure is and so's the swami.

[Roger]

Whereas here three sunny days and a thunderstorm
make a British summer, and that's the bloody norm

[Boyd, Hunk of hunky burning passion]

Then the swami levitated,
We all were amazed and all were elated.

[Preston, Moderator]

Surely he was truly wise,
to lift himself into the skies.

[Roger]

So far up in the skies to address the entire nation
went the swami to the international space station.

[Lori S.]

His arrival created such a fuss
The UN had to sit down and discuss

[Roger]

And in an hour created so much hot air
we didn't know if we were here or there

[Preston, Moderator]

And so from our swami we departed,
Our dream of a guru had been thwarted.

[Roger]

In British pronunciation "Thwarted"
rhymes most closely with "Deported"… ;-)

[Preston, Moderator]

it was a unsuccessful comedic stretch but I had hoped it was slightly amusing trying to pair —arted and —orted even though they don't rhyme.

And so from our swami we departed,
Our guru's secret lift? He farted.

[Lori S.]

In the vastness of airless space
The great Swami soon found his place

[Preston, Moderator]

Where he could stink and no one cared
while floating freely unimpaired.

[Lori S.]

o.O I'll come back when I can actually think straight...

[Roger]

(I tried to avoid attempting a rhyme with "thwarted" that went with "farted", but there you go )

[and Lori get yourself straight / but whatever, don't be late.]

And freely Swami caressed the Dalai Lama
and floated effulgently in his karma

[Lori S.]

[I was laughing too hard after Preston's post and could not think of a decent response ]

[Lori S.]

The Dalai Lama's karma's might
Swept all before it, out of sight

[Roger]

Until the Swami's inbuilt brakes squealed
and into Sean Bean's open arms he reeled

[Preston, Moderator]

The two were friends and did chat,
Fellowship of the rings and all that.

[Roger]

But Swami-Bean saw a house and robbed it,
And, darn it all, blamed it on a Hobbit

[Boyd, Hunk of hunky burning passion]

Also the lie was no use,
the police saw through his ruse.

[Roger]

Behind bars went the twain to the local jail,
Swami to float about and Bean to simply rail.

[Boyd, Hunk of hunky burning passion]

Mr Bean climbed up a pole,
Swami floated out a hole.

[Roger]

Free again they were, free O free to follow
a path to a hollow in mud there to wallow

[Boyd, Hunk of hunky burning passion]

oinking and squealing all the time
they were like a herd of swine.

[Roger]

and like the pigs they were, over the cliff they hurled
squealing all the way down to the end of their world.

[Boyd, Hunk of hunky burning passion]

No more swamis for to seek,
we climbed down the mountain peak.

[Roger]

At the foot Bob da Builder took a peek
and seeing no one around had a leak.