The wolaly or word ladder lyric is a poem
whose form features units of a word ladder series
set out in order and fleshed out in meter and rhyme.
You'd wend, from 'real' to 'fake,' your way...?
You'll snowmobile through 'reel.' You may
then hang a hairpin left at 'reek,'
concluding which 'tis 'peek' you'll seek.
You'd, further, sneak a peek at 'perk'...?
You'll turn, Saint-Nick-like, "with a jerk,"
toboggan 'bout a mile, then 'park' --
no wiser way to leave your 'mark.'
On one-horse sleigh you'll stray from there
(avoid the mustang, pick the 'mare'
if you'd be spared that extra 'fare')...
to brake at 'fake' -- no worse for wear.
PlaysWellWithLetters is a blogorrheal notebook of Nonsense in rhyming metres accompanying often-inconsequential sequencial graphics all issuing from the hands and/or minds of Sgt. N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee, amateur author/illustrator whose several books are available online from Politics & Prose Bookstore under the nom de charade Ulysses Poe.
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