Poet Susan Jarvis Bryant challenges her fellow poets to adapt a favorite joke into a poem with meter and rhyme. Enjoy her examples and then post your own joke-turned-poem into the comments section below. . Pony Tale My heart used to hanker for horses (that bright equine blaze of delight) till that dastardly day when dark forces turned my thrill to a bone-chilling fright. Oh, the trauma that followed the error of mounting a proud chestnut colt, who became a wild-eyed, bucking terror determined to throw me and bolt. He whirled and he tossed and grew sour. My fingers, they slipped from his reins. I was dragged till Walmart switched the power straight off at the parking lot mains. Now I’m banned from that store ride forever. To be honest, I don’t really care. I won’t straddle a pony---not ever! I would much rather wrestle a bear. . . Laid Bare Today I paid a pretty fee to see My future swirl within a crystal sphere. A symphony of summoned wizardry Took twenty pricey minutes to appear. It sang in tones that only pros would know And glowed in luminescent chartreuse light. It scattered mystic seeds for seers to sow In words that whispered of tomorrow’s plight. My fortune-teller peered beyond her veil; With eyes that rolled she told me I would choke On gummy bears. My clammy skin grew pale. My death was but a punchline to a joke. With foresight, my headstone will simply say: “Killed by Bears”---no more, no less---no way! . .