Saturday, September 11, 2010

1253 : Poetry is so much more thicker than blood

The narcissist in me imagines me to be some sort of meandering poet. I now know where I get that aura from :-) My mum just beat me comprehensively at my own little game.

She composed this brilliant limerick yesterday. If you know who the pelican and penguin are, you will enjoy this much more. Context is bloody everything :-)

Said the Penguin to the Pelican
You sure cannot do
What my belly can

Be happy with your role
My mate in spirit and soul
And shoot away with that
Handycam !!

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