A Friday morning pick-me-up if you will:
(It's a Poem about love)
I love sleep.
Sleep is great.
Sleep is so good
I wish it could date.
I love steak,
it tastes so fine.
I wish I could make it
mine, all mine.
I love my cats,
they make my day.
they're so fat and fluffy,
and they might be gay.
I love football,
but my teams are both done.
Guess I'll cheer for the Panthers.
But in my heart, the Bucs won.
I love my friends,
they've got my back.
When old men make me cry,
They'll call him a f***ing ass.
I love green,
It's cozy and bright.
When I see my green couch,
it's a comfortable sight.
*finger snapping**finger snapping**finger snapping*
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Friday, January 02, 2009
Thursday, May 15, 2008
4th grade poetry..
I like to think of this as my most shining achievement in penmanship.
"Bovine Premonitions" by Allison circa early-to-mid 1990's:
Oh How
Oh How
Oh How
Did I wake up as a cow?
Am I white with black spots?
Or black with white polkadots?
Oh, I was just dreaming.
*finger snapping**finger snapping**finger snapping*
More to come tomorrow.
"Bovine Premonitions" by Allison circa early-to-mid 1990's:
Oh How
Oh How
Oh How
Did I wake up as a cow?
Am I white with black spots?
Or black with white polkadots?
Oh, I was just dreaming.
*finger snapping**finger snapping**finger snapping*
More to come tomorrow.
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