Yankeedoodle30
Once there was a poet girl who wrote her heart out on a site called theprose.com. She had made a friend on this site.. well many actually, but there was one in particular who never failed to make her laugh and/or feel good about herself and her talent. He read and commented on everything she posted and called her a mentor and muse.
A chance to show her appreciation came along in the form of a challenge. The challenge was to write on the style of another Proser as a tribute to them.
The poetess decided it was the ideal opportunity. She began reading through his posts, the ones she hadn't read yet, so she could get an idea as to what to write. She read and read, laughing and smiling at his quirky sense of humor and his unique imagination. She was already familiar with his style and figured, how hard could it be?
Well, the poor girl found out exactly how hard it could be. She wracked her brain trying to come up with something quirky, short, and entertaining, possibly funny, definitely touching, maybe with some kind of lesson, could be a true story, maybe fiction, probably fiction that sounds like it's a true story... and totally unique with his twinkling sense of humor.
She realized she had taken on a much more difficult task than she had anticipated.
After two days of wracking her brain, starting and abandoning about 20 stories that just didn't do him justice, she finally decided instead to do what she does best.
She wrote him a little poem:
A favorite writer of mine on Prose
Can see pretty far past the end of his nose
He never fails to entertain
While teaching a lesson of being humane
He makes me laugh attempting a rhyme
Well, he makes me laugh almost every time
He writes a post for us to read
He plants a healthy, kind hearted seed
Sir Yankeedoodle, you've quite a noodle
Please don't ever cease to doodle
I'm sure the rest of our friends will agree
Your magical pen makes me so happy!
And that was what she posted as a tribute to her friend, hoping he would know how very appreciated he is.
The End.