[[ if it is poetry, which i doubt. ]]
rain, rain, go away.
i dont want to go out to play.
to have to go out now is mean
i wouldnt meet the umbrella king.
he'd make me his umbrella queen.
we'd walk under umbrellas gold,
but now he's sick in bed im told.
till he comes round, i'll wait right here
puddle jumping isnt fun alone, i fear.
when king is well, rain, come again please
under umbrellas we will be-- very happy company!
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the stars are far away she said
could we get there in a car she said
did you see that triangle she said
geez shut up you he said
i like stars she said
i like quiet he said
stars are quiet unless they crash she said
why dont you like stars she said
geez shut up you he said
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brown mud deep mud
face-down-in-the-ground mud.
long grass green grass
hum-a-little-song grass
night dreams sweet dreams
almost-got-it-right dreams.
strong sun old sun
wake-up-and-come-along sun.
bright stars dear stars
sparkles-in-my-eyes stars.
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once upon a time she said
i found a frog upon my head
it hasnt moved for quite a while
i really do hope it isnt dead.
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little greenish bug
you are crawling on my rug
i have bug-killing shoes
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thats the end, and arent you glad?
anymore would just be bad. ]]
Posted 8/12/2004 10:42 PM
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