Number of posts : 1312 Age : 79 Location : Urthland Humor : monkey business Registration date : 2007-12-21
Subject: CROW AND KITTEN AS TEACHERS Sat Feb 09, 2008 7:32 pm
I think you will enjoy this immensely. Bring Kleenex! Aho!
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Number of posts : 1312 Age : 79 Location : Urthland Humor : monkey business Registration date : 2007-12-21
Subject: Re: CROW AND KITTEN AS TEACHERS Sat Feb 09, 2008 8:48 pm
BIRDS FLYING WITH WORDS by Me
THERE ARE CHILDREN CRYING OLD PEOPLE SIGHING BIRDS FLYING PEOPLE WAVING WANDS MAGIC EVERYWHERE.
FLOWERS IN YOUR HAIR BATS IN YOUR BELFRY BEES IN YOUR BONNET BELLS GOING OFF MODUS OPERENDI POP.
MUD IN YOUR EYE RESTRICTIONS APPLIED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE NOISE REDUCTIONS PRETTY SEDUCTIONS
LOTUS BLOSSOMS PONDS PROMISES IN THE NUDE FROGS SITTING ON LOGS GOLDFISH SWIMMING BY WHAT ELSE IS NEW, DUDE?
BOYS DOWN ON THE FARM MEN PLACED IN HARM’S WAY OWLS IN THE BARN OUT TO LUNCH NOTHING GOOD TO SAY ABOUT ANY OF THEM.
GEESE FLYING HIGH IN THE SKY STRONG WINDS BLOWING ACROSS THE LAND WHAT DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND?
WHAT’S GOING ON HERE? WHO REALLY CARES? FEATHERS IN YOUR HAT, BEWARE! SUMMER FAIRS ARE OVER AUTUMN SAILS ALONG
BLOW IT ALL OFF SHAKE YOUR BOOTY MOVE ALONG, SOLDIER DUTY BOUND DETAILS, MAN, DETAILS
DOGS PEE ON TREES, CATS TRY TO PLEASE FOOD'S IN THE BOWL ITS ALL THEY NEED. WHEN DOWN ON YOUR KNEES ALL THEY WANT IS FOR YOU TO PET THEM.
ONCE THERE WAS MANHATTAN, A MERE FALLACY. NOW ITS A CITY GONE MAD ONCE THERE WAS THE MAD HATTER NOW THERE’S JUST ALICE.
ONCE THERE WAS SNOW IN WONDERLAND NOW THERE’S JUST EPCOT ONCE THERE WAS NEW ORLEANS NOW THERE’S NOTHING LEFT BUT A PROMISE TO REBUILD IT.
NOW THERE ARE EMPTY WORDS YET MAGIC’S STILL THERE
WHERE ARE THE MAGICIANS WHERE ARE THE CLOWNS? WHY ARE YOU FROWNING? SHOULDN'T YOU BE LAUGHING?
WHY DO ROADS LEAD YOU OUT OF TOWN INSTEAD OF HELPING YOU TO GET THERE.
IT APPEARS ALL THE MAPMAKERS HAVE GONE HOME TO BED WITH THE MAPS.
THE WAIT IS LONG INTERMINABLE IT SEEMS SOMETIMES FOR RESTRICTIONS TO BE LIFTED.
IT SEEMS WAR HAS NO BEGINNING HAS NO END IT JUST HANGS THERE.
LIKE I SAID, HUMANS PULLING TEETH, PULLING HAIR.
OH WELL, SIGHED THE OLD MAN OF A POET I NEED TO TAKE MY DOG OUT FOR A WALK HE NEEDS TO PEE.
(HE DID HIS BUSINESS, WE'RE BACK!)
BACK TO THE BUSINESS FOR THE DAY. I’VE GOT TO FINISH WHAT I STARTED TO SAY:
I WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW THAT BIRDS ALWAYS FLY ACROSS MY SKY MY DOORS ARE ALWAYS OPEN EVEN WHEN I TRY TO CLOSE THEM.
THE BIRDS DON’T SEEM TO MIND.
THEY FLY RIGHT THROUGH THE NETS WE SET UP TO RESTRICT THEM, LIKE INSECTS, THEY STILL GET THROUGH.
I DON’T HAVE ANY ILLNESS I HAVE FEW NEEDS I DON’T MISS THE HOE I USED TO HAVE AT MY DISPOSAL TO PLANT MY SEEDS.
I DON'T HAVE A BEAD ON ANYTHING
TO PREPARE THE GROUND FOR PLANTING WEEDS ALL AROUND WITH BETTER IDEAS, I SUPPOSE THEY HAVE OTHER PLANS
PERHAPS THEY TOO WILL FLY AWAY ONE DAY
GO TO A DIFFERENT LAND A DIFFERENT CITY A DIFFERENT PLACE TO RAISE THEIR CHILDREN IN THE SAND
BIRDS, BEES, PLANTS, TREES AND SEEDS. THEY DON’T MISS A BEAT THEY DIDN’T MISS THEIR BOAT MY SHIP OF FOOLS HASN’T COME IN YET EITHER MY IDEAS WITH WORDS ARE A MIRACULOUS FEAT IN THEMSELVES JUST FINDING THIS PAGE.
THEY SIMPLY FLOAT SILENTLY ON AGELESS WIND WITH THE BIRDS THAT TOOK ME WITH THEM!