Well done, Micah!
:cheer::ok::dancing::yahoo::greatjob::groupwave:
For that you get a personal limerick!
She was known to have raised some havoc,
This Lady we know as CaliHavoc,
While somewhat elusive,
She's not unobtrusive,
When driving her point like a Mack Truck!
:thumbsup::bangin::thumbsup:
affection,
sw
Oh, my! I've never inspired anyone to verse before!!! Color me tickled pink!!! Or is that just me blushing???!!! :love::redface:
I love the Mack Truck reference!!! :cheer::cheer::cheer:
Thanks SW!!!:friends::drinking::hug:
Much love,:heartbeat:
Sis Micah:funnyface:
Sounds very much like Dr suess type stuff.
There was once a man with a fiddle
who was always caught in the middle
he played with the best
and put most ot rest
like the man holding the key to a riddle.
And here I just thought it was luck,
That you might make things rhyme for a buck,
But you proved I was wrong,
For it sounded like song,
This limerick from good brother Chuck!
sw:P
Hey you're all really good, so promise not to laugh!!!
There was a young man named Michael
who owned little more than a cycle
but he was good hearted and kind
and I thought what a great find!
So I married him quick when he dallied.
Perhaps far away in some pizzeria
While rolling it out like a tortilla
Whether knowing or not
We'll have never forgot
These best of all rhymes by Maria.
sw:thumbsup:
Lets make one long one by adding to each others to make a story.
I looked to the left & over my shoulder.
When I looked back, I was ten years older...........
I looked to the left & over my shoulder.
When I looked back, I was ten years older
the lesson in this, is not to look back
peer straight ahead to keep on track.....
I looked to the left & over my shoulder.
When I looked back, I was ten years older
the lesson in this, is not to look back
peer straight ahead to keep on track
How fast the minutes fly away, and every minute colder.
(Okay, I cheated! that's actually a line from a song in Les Miserables, my favorite musical. If anyone has a better line, go for it. :) )
Not my work, but I had a Jewish friend write it one day in my poetry book, and I thought it was hilarious at the time:
There once was a flea named McFlick
Who wanted to eat real quick
He jumped on some skin
And sunk his teeth in...
And that was the end of McFlick.
Lets make one long one by adding to each others to make a story.
Here's the start of another one....
He said to me, "Where is your mother?"
He asked me, "Who is your brother?"
Take it away.....!:thumbsup: