Like little Jack Horner, we met in the corner exchanging our pieces of pie then she thumbed her nose, and I, lachrymose must now wish her well and goodbye.
Has Little Bo Peep Offended her sheep? Perhaps that was not her intention As for Little Jack Horner She remains in his corner With her full, undivided attention.
Has Little Bo Peep
ReplyDeleteOffended her sheep?
Perhaps that was not her intention
As for Little Jack Horner
She remains in his corner
With her full, undivided attention.
lachrymose
ReplyDeletewow.. had to pull out websters to bring me up to speed... very nice verse now that i know what it says.....
you are mistaken, no offense taken
ReplyDeleteall good things come to an end
though consequence scatters what really matters
is knowing I made a true friend.
Hi paisley, I'm referring to the infamous Web Poetry Corner where Shirley and I first met. Thanks!!
ReplyDeleteHey Bob, I'm leaving on a jet plane...wish me luck. Should be back by Sunday.
ReplyDeleteWe'll always be in the same corner. :)
It wasn't you
ReplyDeleteit was the spider
that plopped down beside her
I hates spiders!!
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