Yes, of course, do you not believe?
while strolling through the mist.
They fussed at me and swore vile oaths
and gave my foot a twist.
The talking rocks have ugly eyes
and mouths that spark out fire.
I'll never walk upon this path
for rocks spew out such ire.
Watch for these vile rocks, my friends.
You'll see them if you try.
Beware of the dull colored ones...
they wish for you to die.
lol hehe
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Written on 2008-01-08 at 06:49
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Talking Rocks
I stumbled on the talking rockswhile strolling through the mist.
They fussed at me and swore vile oaths
and gave my foot a twist.
The talking rocks have ugly eyes
and mouths that spark out fire.
I'll never walk upon this path
for rocks spew out such ire.
Watch for these vile rocks, my friends.
You'll see them if you try.
Beware of the dull colored ones...
they wish for you to die.
lol hehe
Poetry by Lavender
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Written on 2008-01-08 at 06:49
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