Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Friday, February 6, 2015
There once was a clan from Bizuzzle Debork
They told crazy Sue she must use her damn fork
But when it was noon
Crazy Sue used her spoon
And the rest lost their soup through their fork
Labels:
eccentric,
funny poem,
funny poetry,
limerick,
poem,
poetry
Hold My Hand Ten Times
Hold my hand one time
My companion and my listener
Hold my hand two times
My consoler and my validator
Hold my hand three times
My shelter from the storm
Hold my hand four times
My medicine man and healer
Hold my hand five times
My friend and confidant
Hold my hand six times
My supporter and biggest fan
Hold my hand seven times
My strong and handsome man
Hold my hand eight times
My muse and inspiration
Hold my hand nine times
My hope and adoration
Hold my hand ten times
My lover and my soul mate
The reason I stay up late
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)