Fredric Fatface

Submitted by Abigail Naomi … on Sun, 03/31/2013 - 03:52

There once was a man, named Fredrick Fatface,
Who wore smelly tweed,
and a cuff of white lace,
and who never could find,
to his mother's despair,
a lovely thin wife,
who would brush his sad hair,
and sew him a coat,
and clean up his lace,
and make a good man
of poor Fredrick Fatface.

Author's age when written
15
Genre
Poetry
Notes

I hope it makes you smile

Comments

Sarah Anne

Tue, 04/02/2013 - 16:13

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Hehe, that was funny! :D Welcome to AP -- so glad you got on! :)
Love,
Sarah

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Madeline

Tue, 04/02/2013 - 22:20

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This makes me smile every time!

It did the first, when I was unable to comment because my computer was about to die (:P) and it just did again! Haha! I absolutely love it. :D And I love how you tied everything in together at the end.

Kassady

Wed, 04/03/2013 - 02:53

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Reminds me of a nursery rhyme, like Jack Sprat and his wife. This definitely did make me smile. Really liked it! Rhymed well, and the wording was clever. *thumbs up!*

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Kyleigh

Wed, 04/03/2013 - 08:21

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It did make me smile. :) Well done, and welcome to Apricotpie!

Elizabeth Anne

Thu, 04/04/2013 - 20:37

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This is a cute poem that definitly are me smile. Well done! And welcome to AP!

See him with his books:
Tree beside the brooks,
Drinking at the root
Till the branch bear fruit.
See him with his pen:
Written line, and then,
Better thought preferred,
Deep from in the Word.
~John Piper

Anna

Sun, 04/07/2013 - 12:35

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Sounds like a Hobbit nursery rhyme to me. Although I don't think a Hobbit mother would care very much about a thin wife. :) But it's so cute!

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

Lucy Anne

Tue, 04/09/2013 - 20:15

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I guess you can call this a limerick. Good job; the rhythm goes well with the theme of this.

Welcome to Apricotpie! It's wonderful. :)

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Arthur

Mon, 04/15/2013 - 19:53

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I must agree with Anna, for some reason this reminds me of Hobbits...
Anyways, great job!

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