Wednesday, January 07, 2009

"Poetry"

I once knew a young man of Ire
Whose toves, quite slithy, would gyre.
But of gimble they'd none;
Said he, "It's no fun!
And it's manxome how quickly they tire!"

1 comment:

ortmage said...

I love it!

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