a poem about a street sweeper dancing with a stray dog for Writer's Cramp |
| This poem is written for "The Writer's Cramp" . The prompt is to write about a street sweeper and a stray dog. And so the dance street sweeper called, "Lance" Elegant chap He's nobody's sap A dog named, "Chance" wagged his tail at Lance seeing a waltz no movement seemed false Feet moved so light to light up the night Paws joined in time their sweeping sublime Stray dogs can prance caught up in a dance Moonlight throws fire Their pairing inspires Sighting so rare They're quite debonair Splendid, so right hearts joined, quite a sight! 20 Lines |