The Chair and the Pear

When I asked Mack, what he thought about Jack,

He pulled up a chair, and cut into his pear.

And while softly sighing, he then started crying,

Telling tales that were sad, of his friend who’d gone mad.


Then when I asked Jack, what he thought about Mack,

Her started out crying, then finished up sighing.

As he said it was sad, yet made him so mad,

That his friend on the chair, cares more for the pear.

Author: Clare

Ever expanding one star at a time, my cosmos is a galaxy of thoughts and creativity where you can find poetry, short stories, photography and so much more.

4 thoughts

    1. Thanx Calen,

      I can’t wait until I post the homework for this week (will be up next Thursday). I loved it and I really like what I wrote.

      I just hope others do also.


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