Apparently it is limerick day . . . well, unless in it no longer May 12 where you live . . .
But it is here, so, hmmm . . . I shall create a limerick
A woman who knew she was blue
Said, " 'ello, how do you do?"
The children all ran
As fast as a van
Making her cry, "Oh, boo hoo."
I know, it's not great. But, it was quick and fun.

I had to write down the "poem" that Geoff Petersen said on The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson the other night when it was time to read the -e-mails and Twitters.

tweety bird, tweety bird all atwitter in his tree
pecking silly letters
that he'll send to me

We were looking for misheard holiday music, but no new ones. However, found with one of the pages that couldn't be found was a parody of the man upon the stair poem:

As I was surfing here and there
I hit a page that wasn't there
It wasn't there again, I read
An "Error 404" instead

I did read "Jabberwocky," but it tried to edit it as I read it back, so I won't bother. However, I did get "Eletelephony ( Read more... )

This time I tried "Stopping by Wood on a Snowy Evening" with my Speech Recognition software. It's not fully set for my voice yet, but it's still, um, "interesting," to see what it puts ( Read more... )

My saddle and she's here with the ( Read more... )

Briana and I have been playing with a speech recognition program (oh, she says it's on windows). It's not set up for my voice, but hers. However, it still doesn't tend to get what she says correct and ends up with very funny results ( Read more... )

Remember how I'm doing that poem a day challenge? Well, according to the person who is running the challenge, it has turned into something like a block party for poets!

Also, I am allowed to post my poems here as long as I make sure they are in the comments section of his blog!

So, here's today's poem. It's an "outsider poem"

PugThe bugged out ( Read more... )

brunerhyme posted this poem, and I liked it, too!

Driving to Midnight Mass on Christmas EveFive-thousand million years ago, this earth lay heaving in a mass of rocks and fire ( Read more... )

You know limericks - those poems - five lines, rhyming scheme of A,A,B,B,A - anapest meter. Yeah, you know those . . . some clean and others not so clean . . . well ( Read more... )