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| As the title says~ It's all part of the fun!! Since there's no one posting above me, I won't do a reading right now, but here's a poem for TNP to try out: Sally Flood
I awoke this morning, To a ring on the bell. Lying there yawning, I said, "Go to Hell." "Wake up," the bird sung, "Listen to me." Who can it be? As I lay there dreaming, Nothing else stirred, Just the bell ringing And song of the bird. So I lay there debating What I shall do Between the creating Of a hullabaloo. So I took my time, Climbed from my bed, Slipped on my mat, And fell on my head. The bell was still ringing, And so was my head. The bird was still singing, I wished it was dead. Climbed slow to my feet, No hasty retreat. Walked to the door, Across the cold floor, "Hi," said the milk man, "Top of the morn'." |
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