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Would You Rather...

In preparation for National Poetry Day 2021 (Thursday 7th October) I created a poem on the theme of 'Choice'. I wrote a line for each day of March and tweeted a line a day to see what kind of interaction each one received. It was really good to see which lines people engaged with most. Here's the whole poem:

 

Would You Rather
lick a puddle or a wall?
Eat cat food ice-cream or fish food custard?
Kiss a frog or a tree?
Be a rugby ball or a ball for cricket?
Drink a sausage smoothie or iced cabbage tea?
Sleep under a hedge or a cloud?
Be back later or be back soon? 
 
Would you rather 
walk up a mountain for sunrise or sunset?
Swim at dawn in a river or the sea?
Read poetry to someone or be read to?
Gargle with custard or vegetable soup?
Be a frisbee or a boomerang?
Hug a rock or a cloud?
Dance for the sun or dance for the moon? 
 
Would you rather 
walk a tightrope across the Grand Canyon or over Paris?
Be in the audience or perform?
Picnic at the coast or by a waterfall?
Climb a hill or a rock face?
Ride a unicycle or a tandem?
Be a swan or a peacock?
Ride on a unicorn or in a balloon?

Would you rather 
stare into the eyes of a gorilla or an orangutan?
Eat pond water jelly or sea water stew?
Run a sprint or do the hurdles? 
Walk on the moon or land on Mars?
Be a plate or a bowl?
Interview a tiger or an owl?
Sing a song with me or play me a tune?

Dance for the sun or dance for the moon?
Ride on a unicorn or in a balloon?
Sing a song with me or play me a tune?
Be back later
or be back soon?



 

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