Eat not, you’ll never want for less.
The next worst thing could be the best.
Heed not and you will find the hidden.
Spare the rod, the child has bidden.
Break some rules to mend the rest.
Let the sun rise from the west.
Speak not, others will pause to listen.
Smash the boat, champagne to christen.
If lies be told, pay heed to rumor.
I found my mind and sensed some humor.
The dead of night awoke the living,
so these sage words I’m thymely giving.
NaPoWriMo, Day 13: Write a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase get up-ended.
Uuu, this is smart cookin’.
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Haha! Thank you.
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Oh, bravo! Bravo indeed!
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Thank you!
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Well done.
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Thank you. This one was fun.
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This is going on my mirror for a morning affirmation: “Break some rules to mend the rest.”
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Haha! The trick is in knowing which rules to break.
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