Sculptus Poe Haikus a Piknik
Trees are nice to climb.
I wonder why there's orange paint.
It can not bode well.
A foot-ball was lost.
A foot-ball sent after it.
Foot-ball saves foot-ball.
A third octive C.
Tin-whistle scream called them in.
It was time to eat.
The table was spread
Mass quantities were consumed.
Leave room for dessert.
People fought for chairs.
I made my exit, stage right.
And then, off to work.
I wonder why there's orange paint.
It can not bode well.
A foot-ball was lost.
A foot-ball sent after it.
Foot-ball saves foot-ball.
A third octive C.
Tin-whistle scream called them in.
It was time to eat.
The table was spread
Mass quantities were consumed.
Leave room for dessert.
People fought for chairs.
I made my exit, stage right.
And then, off to work.
posted by Sculptus Poe at
6:48:00 PM
4 Comments:
glad you could make it, glen! too bad, work sucks! but nice poem to fit the festivities!
Glen change your schedule
To get some weekend days off
Then you can hang out!
The 'band' has guitar
We have drums and piano
We want tin whistle.
i dont get alot of your stuff glen, but im sure it means something.
dude.. a penny-whistle would be awesome in our band! we can give you a solo and everything.
Is the band named Bats in a Baggie?
i guess i should submit another scheduel request
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