New Foxxinnia
23-01-2005, 05:04
If only I was high I could write true poems,
poetry that is beyond all terms of knowledge.
Poetry insightful, poetry delightful,
poetry that makes all cares float away.
But I am not high, but I have yet another,
another thing that makes me FLYYYYYY!
But, wait, it is not one thing,
it is not even a dozen.
The list extends from here to the moon.
But I cannot inform you on the list that I have compiled
for if I told you I would be pile-drivered.
But I can tell you the story of a man from Too La Luu,
that made quite an extra-ordinary thing.
His name? It was Jeff.
Quite odd for a man from Too La Luu
For many were T'rachie, Feyzd, and U-iaa.
But that is no matter for Jeff became a corporate king,
for a little thing he made.
It began with a dream,
a unusual thing,
for most in the land of Too La Luu.
In his noggin a idea began to woggle,
it was a odd colour of blue.
It was him standing in a field,
with a hat on his head,
with a blanket not four yards away.
He began to do a thing,
an extra-ordinary thing,
and Jeff woke with a scream.
"That's it!" Jeff screamed,
then he died.
It will never be known what he found out,
or what it could have achieved.
poetry that is beyond all terms of knowledge.
Poetry insightful, poetry delightful,
poetry that makes all cares float away.
But I am not high, but I have yet another,
another thing that makes me FLYYYYYY!
But, wait, it is not one thing,
it is not even a dozen.
The list extends from here to the moon.
But I cannot inform you on the list that I have compiled
for if I told you I would be pile-drivered.
But I can tell you the story of a man from Too La Luu,
that made quite an extra-ordinary thing.
His name? It was Jeff.
Quite odd for a man from Too La Luu
For many were T'rachie, Feyzd, and U-iaa.
But that is no matter for Jeff became a corporate king,
for a little thing he made.
It began with a dream,
a unusual thing,
for most in the land of Too La Luu.
In his noggin a idea began to woggle,
it was a odd colour of blue.
It was him standing in a field,
with a hat on his head,
with a blanket not four yards away.
He began to do a thing,
an extra-ordinary thing,
and Jeff woke with a scream.
"That's it!" Jeff screamed,
then he died.
It will never be known what he found out,
or what it could have achieved.