The
Clerihew was invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley. He was a teenager at the time and the poems were meant to be funny and short.
They are four lines long and have an aabb rhyme scheme.
They are about a specific person, and the second line must rhyme with the person's name.
They are supposed to be funny, even silly and there are no rules about meter, rhythm or number of syllables.
Here is mine:
Clerihews: My Very Last Clerihew My skill with Latin is very sticky,
I think it goes Vidi, Veni, Vicki?
Well, in any language, when all's said and done,
She, came, she saw and then she won
My heart in an instant, she wasn't too picky,
For years I had waited to re-love my Vicki;
Unlike Latin, I wasn't yet dead,
With every poem, she loved what I said...
Until THIS one, "It's too much like a quickie",
She scolded and warned me, my love, my Vicki;
"Get back to those love poems, or my love lose,
I belong in sonnets not these Clerihews"!
© Norman S. Pollack