So we had to write these poems in writing class, pantoums... they're quite annoying if you don't have an idea to begin with... so I took one of my old poems I wrote and turned it into one! I think I like it better now, although some of the meaning might have been lost. You tell me:
Pantoum of a Blackbird and a Gull
And the gull is shouting “MINE MINE MINE”
A blackbird and a gull are sitting on a telephone wire.
Sitting on a telephone line
No their pants are not on fire.
A blackbird and a gull are sitting on a telephone wire
It’s like they’ve been there for years
No their pants are not on fire
They’re the world’s eyes and ears
It’s like they’ve been there for years
They watch you smile
They’re the world’s eyes and ears
I think they’ve been there quite a while
They watch you smile,
They watch you frown
I think they’ve been there quite a while
They say “My how you’ve grown”.
They watch you frown
Sitting on a telephone line
They say “My how you’ve grown”.
And the gull is shouting “MINE MINE MINE”
