POEM: Bridget’s Widget
This was created for the CPC Wonderful Wednesday poetry challenge about widgets.
Bridget’s Widget
Bridget Prichett was no idjit,
certainly no mental midget.
Yet when she found a widget,
her brain went rigid.
Her hand shook, each digit
began to fidget.
What was this gadget?
Should she keep it
or should she pitch it?
Later, Bridget Pritchett
found a use for her widget.
Now none can say
Bridget Pritchett is frigid.
Copyright June 19th 2012 RGD