Hum-diddly-dee
hum-diddly-dum.
Sing out with glee,
beat that drum!
Add words to your tune,
“sycophants be gone”!
Revile the buffoon,
use your brassiest song.
Come November third
rise up, Land of the Brave.
Drown this theater of the absurd
in a tsunami blue wave!
Written for dVerse, the online pub for poets around the globe. Today, De asks us to write a quadrille including the word “hum” or a form of the word.
Quadrille: a poem of exactly 44 words, sans title, that includes a particular word provided in the prompt.
Loving your rhyme-chant feel here, Lill.
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Glad you enjoyed~ 🙂
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Let’s paint it blue! I like your humdinging political ditty, Lillian1 Very nice👍
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luv your rhyming quadrille
much love
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love, love this!
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Amen! Now, if only…
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From your lips to voters’ fingertips!
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Vot early, vote often! 😉
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Let’s do it!
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Lets paint a giant blue wave.
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Blue is just another shade of red these days but good luck for November. Things could get worse!
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Drown this theater of the absurd
in a tsunami blue wave!
Lots of the unexpected do often make an appearance, lillian! Great rhyming!
Hank
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I’m with you in that sea of blue Lillian!! Fun, but so very serious in November.
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I fear what might happen, but still hope
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I hope so, Lill. Doing what I can to get out the vote.
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Hum-diddly-dum
May the buffoon fall on his bum!
LOVE your ditty, Lill!
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Great rhythm and beat Lillian, yes to the plea, even over here we have our fingers crossed that this vile madness will end. (and I confess I have had some very unpleasant thoughts about his possible ending).
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