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HUBCAP HILL

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Hubcap Hill

Mama Myrt and Daddy Dirt,
And little Baby Bill,
Lived a life of leisure,
High on Hubcap Hill.

Their house was made of Hudson hoods,
Arranged in clever ways.
Carpeted with floor mats,
It was something to amaze.

The windows were of safety glass,
Dirty and neglected.
But their furniture was wonderful,
Fingerhut protected.

Their yard was filled with rusted metal,
Waiting to be sold.
It was so surrealistic,
It was something to behold.

“Beware of Vicious Dog”,
Was the warning on the gate.
Those that didn’t heed it,
Eventually were ate.

The family wasn’t normal,
Kind of stupid I would say.
But they all seemed very happy,
In a melancholy way.

Baby Bill was thirty,
But he looked like seventeen.
His teeth were kind of crooked,
And also kind of green.

On his head he wore a hat,
A ladies’. . . . .from the ‘30s.
With sequins; it was unsurpassed’
Except for maybe Dirty’s.

Dirt, he wore a frilly cap,
With “DIRT” embroidered on it.
And Myrt was not to be outdone,
She wore a chartreuse bonnet.

Daddy Dirt was filthy,
He had motor oil hair.
He talked like Golmer Pyle,
But he walked like Fred Astaire.

Poetry in motion,
The way he moved his hips.
Aristocratic, to be sure,
Until he moved his lips.

Myrt was good to Daddy,
Off her back she’d give her shirt.
And all the neighbors loved her,
‘Cause she treated them like Dirt.

Dirt and Myrt and Billy,
I’m sure you would agree,
Were not the normal family,
But what should normal be?

   Copyright Tom Wilcox
   all rights reserved
A children's poem, one of several I read at a Barnes & Nobel reading.

Dedicated to Moma Myrt and Daddy Dirt, two real life neighbors I once had.

I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it.

Tom
© 2004 - 2024 TomWilcox
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PeacefulSoul's avatar
This sounds like it has Lord Alfred Tennyson's style to it,
who is second most quoted behind Shakespeare for his
daring and beautiful poetic rhyme schemes and lyrics.

You can definitely witness this in one of his works titled
“In Memoriam A.H.H.” He was a word weaver and
master at wordplay. It is worth a read sometime.

Although I like the poem, it is one of the most basic and foremost simplest forms of poetic form there is. That is not a bad thing; it is
in fact good practice for learning other forms, and you did a great
job keeping it traditional and so smooth.

It is a very playful, and in some areas, comical poem.
Even though this is a Children’s poem, as you proclaim,
I think some of the word use in few areas might be
too advanced for the average child.

Other than that, you did a great job in stitching this together.
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Thank you for sharing.