Post by Lord of the Dance on Jan 14, 2006 18:36:05 GMT -5
Yep, I'm posting poetry. =O Here's some limericks. The last one's by me.
There once was a seventh-grade lad,
Whose poems were exceedingly bad.
The only thing worse
Than his terrible verse
Were the ones he learned from his dad.
Once I met a new eighth grader
Whose head looked like a big potater.
His scowl was so mean,
And his hair was so green,
I turned around and said "See ya later!"
To be polite, you should probably bow.
But the question for some people is, how?
Just bend your knees;
Don't touch the floor, please!
And I am sure that you'll do just fine now.
There once was a seventh-grade lad,
Whose poems were exceedingly bad.
The only thing worse
Than his terrible verse
Were the ones he learned from his dad.
Once I met a new eighth grader
Whose head looked like a big potater.
His scowl was so mean,
And his hair was so green,
I turned around and said "See ya later!"
To be polite, you should probably bow.
But the question for some people is, how?
Just bend your knees;
Don't touch the floor, please!
And I am sure that you'll do just fine now.
