Things I love about October: The colourful leaves, and the way they crunch under my feet. Thanksgiving dinner and family traditions.
By Kelsey Clarey2 years ago in Poets
Some of you need a time-out What with all the tomfoolery you get up to All of you really should be grounded Because of those shenanigans
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
In the realm of noodles, there's a fiery delight, Samyang, they call it, a spicy, thrilling bite. With packets red and black, it's a sight to behold,
By Geeta Maya Rai2 years ago in Poets
as I was searching for something to write about a pigeon landed on the table beside me pecking at whatever he deemed to be grub
By P.A. Wilkinson2 years ago in Poets
There once was a dog named Scot Who chased sticks all over the lot. He'd fetch them and bring, Then shake off the sting,
There once was a dog in Sioux City Was on trial with a judge with no pity His jury of peers Confirmed all his fears He could pray, but it doesn’t look pretty
By Earl W. Pearl2 years ago in Poets
Let the bells ring so loud Join the wishful and lovely crowd Let that joy look through your heart You will have a perfect start
By Wayne 2 years ago in Poets
Jack saw a snake with colorful bands He picked it up with his bare hands Then it bit his finger And he felt something lingered
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Poets
You hear a strange rumble, but not from afar Is it thunder, you ponder, or someone's broken car? The rumble repeats, with an abdominal sensation
By Emily Jensen 2 years ago in Poets
Wee Willie Winkie Ran through the town In his nightgown What the hell Was he running through the town In his nightgown?
Rayna was obsessed with the colour Red Tristan badly wanted to lock her in wed He took a knife to his heart She stopped to admire the art
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago in Poets
Corduroy Joy didn’t know she was a toy She thought she was like every other girl or boy She laughed and played all day And at night she laid in her bed
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
