Monday, June 15, 2009

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

We skip so fast, to Bourke we go
With shovel, rake and muddy hoe
Hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s off to work we go
We’re all so happy we earn some dough

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8 comments:

  1. Cynthia L. H.12:57 PM

    I drag my feet, and want to stay.
    Blogging, playing through the day.
    The weekend's gone;now I must pay.
    Homework's due. Is it done? Nay.

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  2. SweetPeaSurry1:04 PM

    I swear I read all of your posts, I just don't comment on them all as you're so prolific, I would LITERALLY run out of things to say! Cute verse!

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  3. SandyCarlson1:25 PM

    But the dough never rises--
    Just look at our level.

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  4. myonlyphoto1:39 PM

    hi hi hi, lol David nice verse again. Anna :)

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  5. Brian Miller1:47 PM

    maybe that's why i am having a hard time finding a job...i need to get a shovel. nice verse david.

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  6. ArtistUnplugged3:30 PM

    and taxes please stay away!

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  7. Shadow9:39 PM

    ha! i knew there had to be a reason for getting up early in winter....

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  8. Eleonora Baldwin1:58 AM

    I've been away on a work-induced blog hiatus, but I'm back, ready to catch up. What's Burke?

    Ciao dear poet of the image and photographer of prose.

    Lola xx

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