Along the edge of our small town
Run the woods with trees dark brown
Into the woods walking we went
And thus our last Sunday was spent
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A post that got sent
on A day that was spent
with foot steps intent
upon exploring the wooden scent
the ghosts of the which meant
that restless brains which rent
key strokes that lent
such rhyming content
that this one in wonderment
believes is surely godsent
to brighten up the present
that otherwise would be full of lament
yet there remains some puzzlement
over fagile silences reverberant
were these rhymes to be played, fully potent
what'd be the the poor woods' predicament ?
We love the pic and all the rhymes
We'll think of them in future times
And we'll add comments to up the score
But that don't mean you update no more!!!!!
Posted by: Hekate | July 03, 2004 at 06:00 PM
Shouldn't it be
Lee Lee Lee Lee
La La La
Lee Lee Lee Lee
La La La
Posted by: Aaar | July 03, 2004 at 08:21 PM
LOL @ Aar. Parmanu, is this some kinda record? rhyming comments?
Posted by: Patrix | July 03, 2004 at 10:44 PM
Record? No yaar. Pure fun is what it represents!
Posted by: Parmanu | July 04, 2004 at 09:07 AM
Aaar-gh! ;-)
But hmm, you have a pint.
Posted by: Leela | July 04, 2004 at 10:36 AM
Ulp! 'POINT'
Posted by: Leela | July 04, 2004 at 10:38 AM
Gulp! In germany, mugs count instead of pints:-)
Posted by: | July 04, 2004 at 02:14 PM
The above comment was mine...
Posted by: Aaar | July 04, 2004 at 02:15 PM
A post that got sent
on A day that was spent
with foot steps intent
upon exploring the wooden scent
the ghosts of the which meant
that restless brains which rent
key strokes that lent
such rhyming content
that this one in wonderment
believes is surely godsent
to brighten up the present
that otherwise would be full of lament
yet there remains some puzzlement
over fagile silences reverberant
were these rhymes to be played, fully potent
what'd be the the poor woods' predicament ?
Posted by: loosemuse | July 05, 2004 at 11:44 AM
Mug or pint, it hardly matters,
When your sobriety’s in tatters.
Why, you could even use a teacup
Just remember to say, ‘Bottoms Up’!
Posted by: Leela | July 05, 2004 at 05:01 PM
Who can resist
Even a pint
When the invite has come
From Lee, la belle
:-)
Posted by: Aaar | July 06, 2004 at 03:22 PM
Invite? Ok, bring your teacup and come to Bombay :-)
Posted by: Leela | July 07, 2004 at 10:34 AM