…
Got your title? Every
jot and tittle
must be just so.
Don’t name it Gertrude
or Gesundheit. No, that
won’t do at all.
The first four foot soldiers,
word place holders,
must fall into rank.
If you’ve got one
of your own, then
yell it to the _________.
..
..
A poem written with tongue planted firmly in cheek, for Poetic Asides Day 24…plus also maybe a quiet but loving raspberry for yet another “Blank” title prompt.
I thought this was a blankety blank success.
Thanks, you ol’ so-and-so. 😉
🙂 Well, now, what’s wrong with Gertrude? 🙂