Saturday, 21 April 2012

Free Rice Poetry


Munch, Munch, Munch
The object I am holding is caseous,
I know from it's hard core basis,
I see other's who will cadge,
Who do not own it, like sister Madge,
But after awhile it grows vair,
And to me it doesn't seem very fair,
Although I am a bit torpid,
I find it almost morbid,
How one with a large hunch
Can manage to steal my lunch.



(Words from FreeRice.com- caseous (cheese-like), cadge (beg), vair (squirrel fur), and torpid (sluggish)


3 comments:

  1. This is great!

    We would love to share this with other Freericers. Would you be willing to write a guest blog post for the Freerice blog, including this poem with supporting text and a photo?

    If so, you can email us at wfp.freerice@wfp.org

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  2. This is really well done. I liked how you managed to put uncommon words together to make sense out of them. I didn't know what all the words meant but the lines you put after them helped me have an idea of what they could be. It's really creative and I enjoyed it. Also congrats on the Freerice offer :)

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  3. I agree with Nelly! It is really well done, good job :) Those were tough words, I don't know what they meant either, but I googled a few and now it makes sense! Keep it up!

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