Okay. I must be bored off my rocker. I figure that I’ll torture you with funny holiday poetry that I wrote up.
I hope everyone out there takes a moment and appreciates what they have. There are a lot of people in my life that I care for, a lot of people I love, and I hope that all of my friends here on Myspace are surrounded by people who care about them.
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone.
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Life as a Turkey
I thought that life was pretty good,
Living my days in the woods
Then my friend came by,
He was covered in mud
And I thought ‘what is that crud’
He said run boy, run!
As I heard the bang of the gun
And I wondered,
why my Indian friend was smiling…
He was probably thinking
Dinner had almost begun
I gobbled down my pride
And ran faster, and faster
As I left that pig behind
I’m probably a bad friend
For leaving him to his end
Yet it was I,
for whatever reason I don’t know why
that those stupid puritans wanted to find
Me, the ugly bird who couldn’t even fly
Why choose today, as the day I should die?
Last 5 posts in Coffee - Volume Two
- Daily Poetry - July 15th, 2008
- The Sword and the Stone - July 10th, 2008
- The essence of dreams forgotten - June 22nd, 2008
- Heaven's Light - June 22nd, 2008
- Tin Heart - June 19th, 2008
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