More National Poetry Month clerihews, this time singling out a few of the wonderful ladies on my flist.

gnomi
is bonhomie
and the bug by which she's bitten 
ain't the grammar so much as the knittin'


stillnotbored 
sales have her floored
She really should go check her eyes
No other reason talent like hers gets taken by surprise


catsparx 
to kitsch she harks
If it wasn't such a long fly from here
I'd crash her pad and drink her beer


maryrobinette 
still she can't set
Across the globe, yep, there she goes
Some puppet out there has lost its nose!