Monday, November 5, 2012

Poems, HAHA

After tea in the dark,
there is nothing to see.
Drink in the void
and there you will be.

Once there was a cobbler
who liked to work on shoes
He decided to go global
and received rave reviews.


Zombie brains on the floor.
Spilled milk outside
the town grocery store. 

Dear Jeremy,
just so you know,
I would like a digital SLR,
under the tree with a bow!

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