Like fireflies darting to and fro
The roar of the ocean down the open road
Reminds me that off to bed I should go
A lousy excuse for poetry
Like fireflies darting to and fro
The roar of the ocean down the open road
Reminds me that off to bed I should go
Actually, Paleck, I think your poem shows that you have a good ear and a good sense of meter.
You ought to write poetry more often (said the pot to the kettle
).
Dennis
I think the kettle just cracked and some pigs flew by the window.