Wold Ippet will Task the moliter
We'll all sneck our lifts
And listen to Pat Benatar:confused:
I'll get me coat:D
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No hic's for me, sober as a judge tonight:rolleyes:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cm09d4z65Bg
Goodnight all;)
Good morning all...there seems to be a sight recurring theme when we talk about a fell poets' meeting! We will have to do the running part before the pub bit I think...I do look forward to getting poetical and philosophical (or petotical and pisaphalical as the case may be) with you all though.
A quick poem for this morning:
A Riddle
Can you say in advance
Which petal
the butterfly
will choose to perch on
Which will be the first yellowing leaf
to sail its way
to the ground
Fom the gape vendor's
basket
which bunch awaits
your son's weekend snack
In which corner of your cheek will
the first grey grass sprout
to your utter dismay
Which little ripple
will kiss your mind's shore
and write
the anxious first line
in your next poem
kalyanji
that should have read 'grape' not 'gape'...'slight' not 'sight'. sorry.