i wrote a poem to pass the time
it didn't scan and it didn't rhyme
i had absolutely nothing to say
but i went and wrote it anyway
i thought it turned out kind of nice
i looked it over once or twice
i finished it off and set it free
on wings of immortality
o little poem, boil and bubble
at least you kept me out of trouble
maybe you need a little friend
another poem - will they ever end?
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
the thing in the place, part 2
for part 1, click here
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