A Homonymer Poem by Pleasant Dabbs

'Since' I left home, I started out on my own
To waste my dollars and 'cents' was I prone-
I didn't have the good 'sense' to be thrifty
But the 'scents' of success sounded real nifty

I was never a brass 'coarse' fellow
Better yet of 'course' was I more mellow
I took an advanced 'course'
And joined the Marine 'Corps'

I said 'Aye' when they called me to attention
But 'ay' It was time for an ascension
My 'eye' was set on being a colonel
'I' craved a rank that would be eternal

Every morn they woke me up at 'eight'
Pancakes we almost always 'ate'
And I love milk; the things I mostly 'hate'
Are the raisins they snuck onto my plate

'Ere' long they had me in maneuvers
The fresh 'air' made me a fast mover
But I did 'err' when I let them take the scissors
And cut my 'hair' in the middle of the blizzards



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