Author Note: This an Enclosed Rhyme Poem. The last word of the first and last rhyme as does the last word of the second and third line (abba). This poem inspired by my visit to the National Gallery of Victoria
Works of art from here and there just waitin' for us to see.
Crickey it's a beaut and can only be seen h're in Melbourne town.
So what the bloody hell are you doin' come and get on down.
Showed off they are in a plum joint you'll see, free; no en'ry fee.
Thanks for reading one and all.
Comments and feedback sort once more.
Asking for your vote like a hore.
Shouting to and sharing is the call.
YOU ARE READING
Eclectic Rhetoric
PoetryThis is my first poetry book but please don't overlook. I've made writing in any form my kind of poetry norm! I really hope you enjoy and consider being my envoy. Here follows my Bio poem 📓📓📓📓📓 Scott; Son, friend, coach and mentor. Brothe...
