Just a little ditty about a hermit.

 

He was a grouch,
a mean ole cuss.
He wanted nothing to do,
with any of us.
~
He wouldn’t play,
even one game.
Though he treated all,
he meet the same.
~
He’s not the life of the party.
He never smiles.
His grunts and sighs,
go on for miles.
~
Next to him,
scrooge is a jolly old elf.
He’s so mean,
He can’t stand the sight of himself.
~
So now he’s a hermit,
He lives in a cave.
No one want him around,
cause he won’t behave.

~Collette~
©Copyright 08-22-02

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  • cutedrishti8 on Sep 9, 2009

    Nice one ….Great work…

  • Emma Green on Sep 9, 2009

    This one made me chuckle, good work!

  • ken bultman on Sep 9, 2009

    Good write-up about an individualist.

  • kirstynjackaboos on Sep 9, 2009

    hehe, well done you! x

  • lillyrose on Sep 9, 2009

    you have been a busy bee today! another great poem, I always fancied being a hermit and just living with my dogs but you have put me off now! lol

  • Darla Cooke on Sep 9, 2009

    Nice poem!

  • ashan1614 on Sep 9, 2009

    This is cute. I know some folk I WISH would become hermits. But they hang around just to spite me. :)

  • Tanya Wallace on Sep 9, 2009

    lol great work,love the humor in it!Your wording flowed wonderfully and had grat imagery!

  • Birgit Niveaux on Sep 9, 2009

    a humorus poem and flowed very well.

  • alc on Sep 10, 2009

    Terrific write and was humorous, thanks for sharing!

  • kizichat on Sep 10, 2009

    hahaha… nice poem as always collette. keep them coming

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