Sunday, April 21, 2013

Poem Under The Wire

if i were born a polar bear
and you a penguin
i could not write you with my paws
nor you me with your fins

and you would live way in the south
and me up in the north
12 thousand miles to seperate
the two poles of the earth

but if somehow i floated off
on errant iceberg raft
or perhaps you hitched a ride
on someones research craft

then we could meet and you would know
how much i really care
i'd eat you up because i am
a hungry polar bear

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From now on I'll only post these once a week and not as many but I think they'll be better. I've got a scheme that has me still writing every day perhaps if you hand over the 3DO files cactus frankie will fill you in on his little secret

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