A Lass Called Eteri
A Limerick by Anonymous
There once was a young lass who coached.
She liked Figure Skating and she broached.
It was rather better,
But not very bet her,
She couldn't say no to the encroached.
Ode to the Plushenko
A Sonnet by Anonymous
My Plushenko, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you Coach, Jump and skate,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the clear update.
Let me compare you to a sheer crowbar?
You are more golden and more amusing.
Light storms whip the twiglets of October,
And autumntime has the funny musing.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your top Charisma, Hair and eyes.
Thinking of your bruising Eyes fills my days.
My love for you is the brisk compromise.
Now I must away with a musing heart,
Remember my odd words whilst we're apart.
The Mishin and the TukTamysheva
Rhyming Couplet Ideas by Anonymous
See the Skating of the man,
I think he's angry at the plan.
He finds it hard to see the snake,
Overshadowed by the Massive cake.
Who is that Jumping near the fish?
I think she'd like to eat the dish.
She is but a Perfect girl,
Admired as she sits upon a squirrel.
Her Technical car is just a mouse,
It needs no gas, it runs on spouse.
She's not alone she brings a Coaching,
a pet Trusova, and lots of poaching.
The Trusova likes to chase a Mentor,
Especially one that's in the centre.
The man shudders at the High academic
He want to leave but she wants the vehmic.
Sambo-70 - A Haiku
by Anon
Dampen november
suddenly dark sambo-70 skates
into the orser
Trusova - A Tanka Poem
by Anonymous
Oh my Trusova
She's powerful and scary.
She has two cold styles
But one Elegant Prowess
When she skates I feel frightened