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- stilltrucking
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Hester grows stronger with every day that goes bye. She keeps her eyes on the stars and drinks moon water. And all the boys stand under her bedroom window and howl at the moon. But nobody could reach her except the heart of a preacher man. So she cut his heart out and keeps it on a little shrine over the mantle. Her family tried to keep her burlap, but they could not keep her in line.
Hester got a scarlet letter, just like the one on my high school sweater. But I got three, and going back for four.
see what you made me do.
where the hell are all the poets,
just your zero hero fool and a pal to pitch too
many happy returns.
Hester got a scarlet letter, just like the one on my high school sweater. But I got three, and going back for four.
see what you made me do.
where the hell are all the poets,
just your zero hero fool and a pal to pitch too
many happy returns.
- Doreen Peri
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I know a dear lady named Hest.
And because she's my friend, I am blessed!
She sings me a tune
morning, nighttime, and noon,
and it makes my heart soar, I confess!
Her birthday's today, we've been told.
But Hester will never get old!
She sings herself ageless
on many fine stages,
When they made her, they'd broken the mold!
One day, in person, we'll meet!
That would be fine! Oh, so sweet!
This pome's vegetarian
I write like a librarian,
It's cute, but no substance, no meat.
This is just a lim'rick so silly.
I wrote it quite quick, willy nilly!
She asked for a gift
of a poem to lift
up her birthday, so here, please don't kill me.
LOL!
That's awful... oh well, I tried.
Happy Birthday, Ms. Hest!
And because she's my friend, I am blessed!
She sings me a tune
morning, nighttime, and noon,
and it makes my heart soar, I confess!
Her birthday's today, we've been told.
But Hester will never get old!
She sings herself ageless
on many fine stages,
When they made her, they'd broken the mold!
One day, in person, we'll meet!
That would be fine! Oh, so sweet!
This pome's vegetarian
I write like a librarian,
It's cute, but no substance, no meat.
This is just a lim'rick so silly.
I wrote it quite quick, willy nilly!
She asked for a gift
of a poem to lift
up her birthday, so here, please don't kill me.
LOL!
That's awful... oh well, I tried.
Happy Birthday, Ms. Hest!
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