May 14, 2004

MuNu Poetry

In keeping with what seems to be the custom round here, I will contribute what my mother claims to be a little piece of doggeral penned by Mr. Dennis Coot, er, Mr. John Keats:

The Sun shines down from meridian height
and illumins the depths of the sea.
Cry out the fishes, begining to sweat,
"Oh dammit, how hot we shall be!"

Posted by Robert at May 14, 2004 05:35 PM | TrackBack


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