Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Pooesie #5

I listen to a little bird
To four o'clock in madrugated,
Singing beautiful songs
At the porte of his amated.

And from hearing singing so well,
Her amated have chorated.
At four o'clock in madrugated
The little bird have cantated.

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Pooesie #4

The kiss that you gave me
On the bailaric of madrugated
Was so good your kiss
That I no pude stay calated!

Run, oh student
With the cape on the hand
They don't largate you
They want a beijand!

That kiss in love
Oh, that longs a tempon
Made the cobice of all
Armed big confusion!


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Thursday, November 17, 2005

Pooesie #3

In my pocket I kept
Half dozen of brownas.
So hot that they are!
Even queimeite my hand!

Going give them to dad,
Going give them to mom.
Brownas hotties
That tastes so damm good!