Wednesday 2 July 2008

small poems

these are some of the poems i like.

Bursting
We've laughed until my cheeks are tight
we've laughed untill my stomach's sore.
if we could only stop we might
Remember what we're laughing for.



You must never Bath in an IRISH stew
You must never bath in an irish stew
it's a most illogical thing to do
But should you persist against my reasoning
Don't fail to add the appropriate seasoning.



My Friend
If i could search
the whole world through
id never find
A friend like you.

1 comment:

Dan said...

I remember the Irish Stew poem from my childhood! :)