December 2010
69 posts
November 2010
64 posts
There was a young girl from Quebec.
Who was stuck in the snow to her neck.
When asked, ‘Are you friz?’
She replied, ‘Yes, I is,
But we don’t call this ‘cold’ in Quebec.
“
If I stand
alone in the snow
it is clear
that I am a clock
how else would eternity
find its way around
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