Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Botch me no botches

As I looked up a rhyme for botch,
I was surprised to find a lotch,
From A to Z, from blotch to watch,
Including New York's Mayor Koch.

Amazed to see the whole hotchpotch,
I wandered through the growing swatch,
A treasure worthy of Sasquatch,
To talk of, at the coffee klatch.

At times, you'd like less than you've gotch,
Like when the level dropped a notch,
And my glance wandered down to crotch;
If I still drank, I'd have a Scotch.

1 comment:

  1. I'm catching up
    As doth I must
    To Leavitt's Leavings
    For these I trust.

    PS I'm in the throes of writing a piece of poetry for a card and it is refusing to leave me....