I am so very short and quite stubby
Sometimes when you stand next to me
You look as tall as a high up tree
And you have to look very hard to see
But usually you look right over my hair that is frizzy.
I still hardly come up to your knee
The smallest waves in the sea
Threaten to bowl right over me
I must stand on a stool to pour the tea
Some people almost sit on me,"Didn't see you, sorry"
I'm so small people mistake me for a pigmy.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Monday, November 19, 2012
THANKSGIVING!!!
Howdy Howdy Howdy hey!
Turkey day is on it's way
So here's a poem to brighten your day
You'll be eating some great food on Thursday.
Before you will be sitting a lovely buffet
Of turkey, gravy and every thinkable entree
Some fillet, flambe, parfait,souffle,
Saute, and some gourmet puree.
And pardon me for I may sound cliche
Though your stomach may feel like destroyed pompeii
Howbeit life is often very unhappily portrayed
Give thanks for this and every single day.
-Hope-
Turkey day is on it's way
So here's a poem to brighten your day
You'll be eating some great food on Thursday.
Before you will be sitting a lovely buffet
Of turkey, gravy and every thinkable entree
Some fillet, flambe, parfait,souffle,
Saute, and some gourmet puree.
And pardon me for I may sound cliche
Though your stomach may feel like destroyed pompeii
Howbeit life is often very unhappily portrayed
Give thanks for this and every single day.
-Hope-
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Confession
Line upon line, row upon row
grief piles up like cruel winter snow
Words come out in a jumbled pile
Stupid and eloquent, precious and vile
Love isn't always black and white
Feelings aren't always wrong or right
I gave you all my thoughts and dreams
Please don't rip them apart at the seams
Today I confess, but will you hear me out?
Will you understand my whispers and shouts?
I'll tell you my every hope and fear
Just stay by my side, my love, stay near.
-Charity-
grief piles up like cruel winter snow
Words come out in a jumbled pile
Stupid and eloquent, precious and vile
Love isn't always black and white
Feelings aren't always wrong or right
I gave you all my thoughts and dreams
Please don't rip them apart at the seams
Today I confess, but will you hear me out?
Will you understand my whispers and shouts?
I'll tell you my every hope and fear
Just stay by my side, my love, stay near.
-Charity-
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Christiana
I don't have much to say...
Just wanted to make a blog that might improve someone's day with a little edification or entertainment with our art and escapades.
Enjoy!
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