Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Ballad Poem - The Ballad of Lucky Moe



Let me tell you a tale of a girl named Moe.

She’s the luckiest girl around I know.

For Moe, its true, her luck is her best friend.

It’s more than a mere mortal can comprehend!


The bridge before her was rope and old.

But Moe supposed she ought to be bold.

She hurried across at close to a scamper.

Good thing too, as it went down behind her!


For Moe, its true, her luck is her best friend.

It’s more than a mere mortal can comprehend!


On a lovely day, Moe went to the zoo.

She wanted to see what she could find new.

She tsked as she discovered gum on her shoe,

But she ducked in time to avoid the flung poo!


Moe found a dollar in the street,

Decided a lotto ticket would be a treat.

Unfortunately she got a parking ticket,

But then won the money needed to pay it!


For Moe, its true, her luck is her best friend.

It’s more than a mere mortal can comprehend!


Recently Moe took a week long vacation,

But got there to find they lost her reservation.

She didn’t have to wander the Florida streets,

For they upgraded her to a swanky suite!


Moe went is search of a job,

But her degree was a bit of a prob.

Now she teaches at the local pool,

At their underwater basket-weaving school!


For Moe, its true, her luck is her best friend.

It’s more than a mere mortal can comprehend!


At Halloween Moe forgot to buy any candy.

But some other treats happened to be handy.

The children raved about her choice of handout.

Who knew so many liked fresh alfalfa sprouts?


Moe entered a fishing competition,

The theme was a rare fish exposition.

As you may expect it is more than chance,

That girl actually caught a coelacanth!


For Moe, its true, her luck is her best friend.

It’s more than a mere mortal can comprehend!


Moe had a wild weekend with her best friends,

Ended up misplacing some odds and ends.

She lost her puppy and her phone,

But both were there when she got home.


Moe doesn’t put much stock in superstition,

Her bad luck never comes to fruition.

When she stepped on a sidewalk crack,

She simply popped her mother’s back.


For Moe, its true, her luck is her best friend.

It’s more than a mere mortal can comprehend!


The only way Moe’s luck is poor

Is that she rarely has a date at her door.

Though she wishes, prays, and hopes,

All the guys she’s met have been dopes.


Perhaps she needed to help along fate.

She decided to seek a cyber date.

There she met a nice guy called Joe,

Who now is in love with the girl named Moe.


For Moe, its true, her luck is her best friend.

It’s more than a mere mortal can comprehend!

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