A wolaly is a lyric poem incorporating all the elements of a particular word ladder. This new form was originally devised by Ulysses Poe, author of "What A's Not For" and "The Bralphabet."
World’s
Shortest Wolaly
Sean > Bean
Two Family
Wolalies
Mom > mod > mad > Dad
Sis > sib > bib > bio > Bro
An Open > Shut Wolaly
When pies, like
cases, open,
that’s when
birds begin to sing.
Once pies go in
the oven,
those birds can, and do, take wing.
When pies are
mere ideas,
even then I pooh-pooh cakes.
Not every lad
and lass can boast
an Uncle Sven who bakes.
If Sven won’t
don his apron,
then your Sten you’ll need to arm.
No doubt you’ll
need to stun Sven only –
not do lethal
harm.
When piemen
choose to shun their duties,
you’ve no
option but…
to force the
guy to make a pie.
(With that, this
case is shut.)
Wolaly From Top > Toe
How short’s your
trip from top > toe...?
’Tis but a
single step you go.
Words > Rules
(A Wolalial Hommage a Steven Pinker)
From wormholes
wet wake wool-webb’d words
which wend
their way from well-walk’d wards.
Wing’d wizards
wave their wicked wands.
Their wish,
while wintry weather wanes…?
They wish that
waters wind up wines,
with which, as
well with witches’ wiles,
weird
wanderlust within us riles.
(We can't wait, Pinker, for your rules.)
Wolalia Musica
It’s very old,
my antique oud.
You’d throw it out…?
Some nut be you’d.
(The net’s where
new ouds are pursued.)
