Terminally Ill Mime
By TheSnoom
There once was a mime
Who was running out of time
He had seven days left of his life
And just broke the news to his beautiful wife
Now his situation might seem bleak
Because what is there to do when you have only a week?
But you see, our mime had already hit his peak!
He felt that his life was already complete!
He had performed all over, from palaces to the street!
He need not fear death, for he had lived his life to its very best!
He knew he would finally be at rest
He knew his death would cause a riot
But he died as he lived, calm and quiet.
Poetry is fun
Give it a run
No need to throw a fit
If you try, you just might like it!
Or give me a topic
....... what rhymes with topic?
Whatever, I will make a rhyme
One that is surely worth your time
By TheSnoom
There once was a mime
Who was running out of time
He had seven days left of his life
And just broke the news to his beautiful wife
Now his situation might seem bleak
Because what is there to do when you have only a week?
But you see, our mime had already hit his peak!
He felt that his life was already complete!
He had performed all over, from palaces to the street!
He need not fear death, for he had lived his life to its very best!
He knew he would finally be at rest
He knew his death would cause a riot
But he died as he lived, calm and quiet.
Poetry is fun
Give it a run
No need to throw a fit
If you try, you just might like it!
Or give me a topic
....... what rhymes with topic?
Whatever, I will make a rhyme
One that is surely worth your time
