The challenge this week: A poem that captures the passing of sixty years in 100 words – ish.
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Nineteen fifty-two.
There was a great to-do.
George cashed in his chips.
Elizabeth gathered the bits.
Rationing was still around,
But much could be bought for a pound
Churchill was PM again,
His deputy Tony Eden.
Sixty years ago
I began to grow,
In a sort of room,
That they call a womb.
That’s all you’ll want to hear
About this certain year.
I’m done with this silly rhyme
Of the queen’s accession time.
Miriam Drori, Author 
8 replies on “100 Word Challenge – Week#44”
And I have a silly grin on my face at this piece of nonsense! 🙂
Glad to hear it had a positive outcome. Wait, I didn’t mean that…
It all sounds very British. I guess that from a British point-of-view, the passing of sixty years is all about them.
The challenge was inspired by the queen’s silver jubilee. And besides, don’t all Americans think the world revolves around them? 😉
I so liked this as 1952 was the year of my birth. You have captured the ‘best bits’! Thanks so much for pointing the Jubilee here on 100wcgu!
Great fun!
lol love it x
Loved that it made me smile 🙂