Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Cavalcade of Cliché, 33

(A parade of words and phrases eligible for retirement.)


Woods were deep, remote and scary.
Then he heard a grizzly—“There, Mitt!”
Had no genie/good-lucky fairy—
All Mitt did was grin and bear it.

Nudist came a little later,
Saw remains but didn’t care: It
Was no reason we should hate her—
All she did was grin and bare it. 

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