Saturday, July 19, 2008

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

There is no pain
In the pouring rain
Did I mention the hail?
I shall, without fail
at

11 comments:

  1. Maggie May5:09 PM

    We get the rain
    We get the hail.
    Oh what I would give
    To be a snail!

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  2. Mrs Mac5:52 PM

    Got thunder here.
    Bob's in the pant drawer.

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  3. Anonymous9:33 PM

    just stumbled over here via cranky.

    I really enjoyed reading your blog!

    off to explore more---

    MizFit

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  4. Sandi McBride9:33 PM

    Little blobs of frozen rain
    make an impact on my brain
    grabbing brolly, coat and shoes
    I make a run for safer views!

    Again, welcome home David and crew...
    Sandi

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  5. Crabby McSlacker10:21 PM

    You find the time
    to post in rhyme?

    It's very clever
    But would take me forever.

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  6. SandyCarlson11:24 PM

    And what do you know
    of the snow?

    Does it hurt at all
    When that stuff falls?

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  7. Pappy11:57 PM

    No pain, no gain
    was my youthful chant
    now it's train, don't strain
    since with age I can't.

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  8. Tess Kincaid2:59 AM

    Did you come home to pouring rain? And a ton of laundry? Welcome back.

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  9. Maddy3:27 AM

    Ah, the joys of 'home.!
    Cheers

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  10. Lorraine3:57 AM

    I once wrote in a poem:

    ...In the rain, there is no tomorrow...

    uh oh

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  11. Cath9:17 AM

    What about snow?
    Whilst you're on the go
    The worst is ice -
    Not very nice.

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