It was one of those days
When happiness and strife
Sat at her table to dine
On words witty and rife
Firstly she said knocking
A spoon on the teapot
I want silence and attention
Despite your mouthfuls
Of sweet and sour delights
Someone raised a hand
A gesture she thought annoying
And attention grabbing
Yet she smiled sweetly
Nodding her head and holding
Her tongue, in a simple task
Of conforming by example.
© gillena cox 2024
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Today’s Poetics prompt, i is to write a poem including one example of zeugma. You may come up with more if the muse strikes, but only one is required.
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