Mar 27, 2005 21:24
o boy. another journal entry. i wonder if i should start making all my posts rhyme. hmmmmm
one day surreptitiously peering and spying
over the shoulder of daugher and eyeing
what she was doing cause she was so giggled
it shook up the drink on her desk and it jiggled
so far to the point that i feared it would spill
down on to the carpet (which might make me ill)
it looked fun and i queried
"child, what are you doing"
"oh, i'm typing my journal and more or less screwing around...
i mean... killing time...
yes that's what i said"
she turned back to her journal at that, now quite red"
since then i've been standing by now and again
reading a little whilst making small talk
clever small talk, meant to keep her from balking
from what she was writing, sidetracked by my talking
cause i can be clever, as clever can be
with my clever small talk, as soon you will see
some examples
hey sugarbee, say, what are you doing?
still writing the journal?
still more or less screwing...
i mean... killing more time?
why would time be for killing...
or can it be killed?
it is living and breathing?
(read read read)
could it be like viruses?
virae or viree
or are they like deer and don't change form whether plural or singular....
virii? viril?
no..no not viril, the kids might be reading
oh well. at any rate, science has never proved whether a virus is alive or not
i'm making all this up. i didnt' read over anybody's shoulder and i've never read any posts except
a couple from my kids and replies
but some day you will learn
nothing's so fun as making kids squirm