a few little snippets of my over worked imagination
Shifting Sands The movement of time Trickle though it may be Is nothing more than shifting sands In the hourglass That we call life!
posted by sheetaldc @ Wednesday, August 06, 2003
Limerics Although you`ll find our house a mess, Come in, sit down, converse, It doesn`t always look like this- Sometimes its even worse! Writers Block Ideas won`t come Out of ink, Lousy pen, God bless me Amen!
posted by sheetaldc @ Wednesday, August 06, 2003 0 comments
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