Poem - Without Me?

Submitted by Twix on Tue, 05/05/2009 - 1:31pm
There are tons of fish in the sea.

See, see?

There they go, swimming past me.

Red, Blue, Rainbow Trout me.

Poem - Masks We Wear

Submitted by Twix on Mon, 05/04/2009 - 8:03pm
Off to the ball I go.

Which gown tonight?

Blue or Green; Brown or Light?

So little time, so much to choose.

Poem - Decision Making

Submitted by Twix on Mon, 05/04/2009 - 8:02pm
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Trickle trickle goes the sand;

Hour hour flows through hand.

Bottle it up, lickity split;

If Time runs out, simply flip.

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