The Plum Lines

A random poem

Plum Lines

Im anomalous
An aberration
Set oddly apart
but still a creation

My mind's renewed
It's magnified!
My heart's restored
My hate has died

Anomalous!
the aberration!
set apart
from all creation..

Now.. This is crazy
and this is true
but you likely wont accept
what I'm telling you

But.. I'm Peter Plum
the puny poet
I live in a Pumpkin
but have little to show for it

and I'm quite anonymous
did I say?
but a spectacle
and a silly fool

I'm anomalous!
So short and simple
My nose is red and
the size of a dimple

I write, I talk, I prattle on
What else can I do
I'm one inch long