Monday, April 20, 2009

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

In the depths of the forest, beyond the trees and the thorns
Was a haven for does and their frolicking fawns
But a lack of real mates was their most sublime fear
So they put up a sign saying, "The buck stops here"

12 comments:

Jen said...

Very nice! :)

Oh, and I just love the flowers in the post below. Stunning!

♥ bfs~"Mimi" ♥ said...

More wit!

Katie said...

So this is where the Buck stops here comes from! I love it.

Sniffles and Smiles said...

I think these does are highly intelligent, and have certainly been underestimated...they are worth much more than one buck! LOL! Cheers!

Ananda girl said...

So that's how you get a mate... I've been doing it all wrong!

Robynn's Ravings said...

VERY cute!

Seamus said...

Our bucks have been snorting at us lately - not sure why. Should be having some new fawns soon!

Tash said...

I could use a few bucks, oh, wrong kind, never mind. :D

Lew said...

If the fawns are frolicking, the bucks have been there!

ArneA said...

send me a map
:)

Stesha said...

Love it!

Hugs and Mocha,
Stesha

Celebration of Life said...

This is funny and goes along with my blog! Go to my blog post: "Looking for Jane Doe" Go take a peek!