Wednesday, July 30, 2003

Alright here’s ‘The Mole’. Inspired by the combined suggestions in the comments on this blog, this piece is meant as a challenge to the reader. Let’s call it ‘Spot the meaning’. To be precise, every time the word mole is used here, it is used with a different meaning.

The head of the mole popped out of the hole
His appetite whetted by the aroma of mole
Like a double agent mole, he sniffed and he smelt
Out of his burrow now, he tightened his belt
He touched his mole, his lucky charm
But the sound of a mole, a sudden alarm
He ran for his life and hid behind a tree
Scared out of his wits, no longer hungry
He wished he could fly back to his hole
If only he were as light as mole
Then an idea struck, he could travel underground
So he moled his way back to his mound.

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