[Richard Kimball]

I am Bic Pentameter
I am the town janitor
Because I ate hamburger
I increased my diameter
Til the sweetest girl I ever knew
Said you're too fat, I won't go with you!
So I moved heaven and earth
To decrease my girth
And though I did it to spite her
Now she calls me Bic Lighter.

I wrote this during high school, when I was assigned to write a poem in iambic pentameter. Oh, well, you know what they say: a poet in the 18th century is a genius; a poet in the next room is a bum.

[arasina]

Good one! I like it!

Off-topic sideways: We had to write an epitaph in my high school composition class. I always had a tendency to go a little overboard in that class, even with haikus. But I did get an A+. :o)

A girl lies here of about thirty-five
Who was so very careful when she was alive.
Everything was insured, looked over, inspected.
Each tiny hazard was nearly dissected!
But still, of the telephone she never did tire.
She talked so often the wire caught on fire!
And when along the street came the hearse,
The sign on the side said 'Safety First'.