Comedic Verse Collection
A smorgasbord of comedic verse by Wendy Scott
I’ve been writing on Medium for a few months now. Initially, I thought I would write about leadership using my professional knowledge.
Then someone in my writing group sent an acrostic poetry challenge, and I started writing comic verse for the first time since I was a teenager.
I remember Pam Ayres’s days on the TV when my family used to sit around at home making up silly poems. My mum was good at it. I must have got the bug from her.
Leadership, dating, and humor are still in my repertoire. I’m a newbie on Medium and open to trying anything. However, that’s a diverse mix.
To make it easier for readers to find the content they want, Dr Mehmet Yildiz suggested that Illumination writers put their stories into categorized collections.
That way, people after SMART goals tips don’t have to put up with a zombie poem and vice versa. Or vicky vercky, as a friend of mine says.
Without more ado, here is my collection of comedic verse:
Comedic verse
My boyfriend is a zombie
The title just popped into my head, so I wrote the poem. If you like zombies and all things gross and creepy, you might like this one.
My stinky daughter
My daughter complained that my partner was getting too much poem action, and she wanted another one. It’s all about how she got her nickname. Plus, she doesn’t wash very much, but now it’s not my problem to police as she is grown up.
Housework Horrors
This is more an accurate description of my house than poetic fiction. Writing has made me a bit of a slob. I wasn’t that shit hot at housework to start with, to be honest.
Wendy’s Fantastic A-Z
My A-Z took me ages because I had to rhyme and use the same letter for each line. I’m never doing another one of these. Ever. But I hope you enjoy it.
The Birth of Baby Becky
A true story about how my daughter was ripped out of me twenty-one years ago: she was cross about the amount of air time my partner was getting and demanded a poem. Unfortunately, she wasn’t happy with it. Apparently, it’s all about me, not her. Oh well.
I’m Writing on Medium
I was made redundant last year, so I thought I’d have a go at writing on Medium. Here are all my reasons why.
Sex on a Stick
Sex On A Stick. I got him on the internet | by Wendy Scott | No Crime in Rhymin’ | Medium
A tongue in cheek description of how I met my partner via online dating. And an imaginary spat with another lady.
The Corpse’s Revenge
This is the third in a series of poems about infidelity, a dastardly murder and revenge.
Lemon Tart Lover
Another true story about my beloved. This one is how he lured me to his place for a lemon tart one Sunday morning. We’ve been dating nearly four years, and the lemon tart has only made one subsequent appearance.
Dear Mrs. Biden
My response to the flack Dr. Biden got about using her title.
The Double Demise of Keeley McSnot
The Double Demise of Keeley McSnot | by Wendy Scott | No Crime in Rhymin’ | Medium
One day I was washing up, and the name Keely McSnot hi-jacked my brain. I knew she would be a grubby little soul.
Why The F**k Am I Doing This
Why The F**k Am I Doing This?. Another acrostic poem | by Wendy Scott | Medium
My second acrostic about writing detailing my writing frustrations.
Fruit Bursts
Fruit Bursts. An acrostic poetry challenge | by Wendy Scott | Medium
The poem that started it all. A friend challenged me to write an acrostic poem and let loose a flood of creativity. And I love Fruit Bursts.
Summary
I hope you have enjoyed my poems. Writing rhymes is relaxing and usually based on a title that pops into my head. Then the poem sort of writes itself.
I’m now an editor on No Crime in Rhymin’, so if you liked my poems, you might want to have a go yourself.
Here are my other collections: