Doggrel
A lady in red,
Stepped out of bed,
To happily greet the morning,
She fell out instead,
And fell on her head,
And now we are all in mourning.
Stepped out of bed,
To happily greet the morning,
She fell out instead,
And fell on her head,
And now we are all in mourning.
Labels: poems
posted by Chitrak at 2:54 PM
9 Comments:
cool!
:) why did she fall on her head? (silly question!)
Why? Don't really know! Maybe I should write another poem as a reply:)
Ha! a new post!
Loser! Its old Now!
Dank u.
perfect, with rhyming and all!
Thanks. What brings you to blogger? Holiday blues?
Haha!
You could say so!
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