Thursday, February 16, 2006

What’s with the poetry,
all of a sudden?
Due to spring,
and creativity’s budding?

Nope.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

There once was a boy from Lapeer
who moved to a place more clear He began to rhyme without making a dime and that's how he spent all his time

Max said...

Bad poetry!
Oh noetry!

~Sarah :)