woodwork party

Writing as I go it's early morn

The grubs came out that day
The weavels came to play
The bark Beatles had a feast
Hip hip hooray
The spiders all came out
To crawl on wet rained on wood
Like we knew they really would
The splinters looked like
Tiny shiny soldier men
The grubs came out that day
Out of the woody old decay
On that day
The grubs came out of the
Wet shiny woodwork
That day
That merry month
We all know
As yes you heard right May

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I write this long before COVID and vaccines 💉 and lockdowns but I believe it’s a metaphor for the govts now worldwide

[Moonie]

I love this jolly little poem! It is one of your best ones in my opinion! I really really loved the imagery and the playfulness of your tone... good writing! Well done...

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks so much that means a lot to me

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Hi Annette just saying hi are u ok haven't seen u much

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Tra La! Love the jocularity, rhyme and musicality of this delightful poem...i can see all the little critters and skitters as they parade along. Great imagery & very original. Love it Julie!

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks Annette for reviewing

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Any reviews or ideas welcome

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I wrote this about anything and everything that is lies hypocrisy and false you can use it in your own mind as you please with whatever stance you may take from it