Wednesday, October 6, 2010
The last one was quite fail I shall attempt another. I realize the format may be slightly wrong~number of syllables and what not.
There was a girl who yearned sleep,
And was always never without a peep.
She once saw a horse with his hoof,
Hanging on the redness of her roof.
"Oh dear!" She shouted, and gave a beep.
Completely and utterly nonsensical.
I see something looking mean,
Something that looks like a green bean.
I stab the thing with my fork
Before eating it with my pork.
Ah, how I hate green.
Remind me never to rhyme when I go to sleep/wake up.
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3:49 PM