Eight-line Poems 2

Oops 4

Oops 4

I always say, “Oops”
when life hands me scoops
of poops in our groups
and snoops on our stoeps.

When a thing falls from hands
and butter down, lands,
it’s a way we can stand
and pretend life is grand.


Line count: 8
Rhymed aaaa bbbb
For Express It In Eight, 04.23.24
Prompt: Oops.