Seasons of
Legos, in four parts
by GTA
Spring
The Lego Chicken said angrily,
“I was born in spring, in a factory!
Go away, ye odious Megablok, you,
Or I will make you smell my shoe!
Summer
Summer, oh Summer, oh Summer sublime,
For Legos this is a prodigious time,
Prices and shipping go down quite a lot,
Your countenance brightens as you see the jackpot.
Fall
Lego turkey,
Most lovely,
Nice little shade of brown,
Orange and Yellow,
Not getting mellow,
Lego leaves falling down.
Winter
Christmas tree, Lego Crèche,
Wise Men of three,
Santa’s hat goes to a pirate matey.
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8 comments:
Good heavens. This is better than a lot of poetry I've read, and his vocabulary is stellar! Great work.
Fabulous! Impressive vocabulary, fine poetry, and one wise mama.
Impressive shifts of meter! I see a future English Major (not that there's anything wrong with that).
I don't recognize that Lego set. The middle gel told me last evening that she'd love to get the Lego Hospital. Oh, but she said, it's been discontinued....but you can still buy one for two hundred and thirty dollars.
My response was to suggest she go get a job.
Robbo, that's Lego's architectural series (and that one is Fallingwater). My aunt gave it to the boy for Christmas. They also have the White House, Empire State Building and other selections. And yes, that money concept is a hard one for kids to get a grasp on.
This is some of the best poetry I've ever read, natch.
Love it! Can I borrow this trick?
Borrow at will, Emily.
The boy is brilliant. And he is the only poet my boys will read without being compelled...
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