There once was a lady, hailing from the circus
Whose beard was so long, she would curse it
But there was something about her
I was smitten, her lover
I’d braid it but her girth made me nervous
Photo by ‘Playingwithbrushes’
Strange Love
Related Posts
Clouds
Jack and Jill lay on the hill, Dreaming of clouds and shapes. Jack saw rats and cute kitty cats, But Jill’s dragon helped them escape. Photo by theaucitron
Alien Haiku
Driving late at night Bright green lights whirling above Almond eyes greet me Photo by interdimensionalguardians
March Madness
Three great days in March Fourteen, Sixteen, Seventeen Pi, John and Patrick Photo by Internet Archive Book Images
Confession
Murderer! Murderer! I thought I would ne’er hear that word. But to my woe, you now bestow that label — many times have I heard. Now this is…