Haiku
February 29, 2008
Tears flow like the river;
Flakes of snow:
Frozen, is the sorrow
The Spray Can
Just a Few Limericks
February 28, 2008
Everyone needs a phone
Or else we’ll be alone
I gave a buzz
To my cous’
But pretty girls called home
There once was a dame
We thought her tame
She met a boy
Used him as a toy
All was good, until ‘it’ came
There once was an English teacher
She was quite a keen leach(er)
Boy! she had eyes
Which needed disguise
They all thought of her as a hideous creature
