Classic poem of the day
Someday I'm going to have a store
With a tinkly bell hung over the door,
With real glass cases and counters wide
And drawers all spilly with things inside.
There'll be a little of everything:
Bolts of calico; balls of string;
Jars of peppermint; tins of tea;
Pots and kettles; and crockery;
Seeds in packets; scissors bright;
Kegs of sugar, brown and white;
Sarsaparilla for picnic lunches,
Bananas and rubber boots in bunches.
I'll fix the......
Member poem of the day
“Hey! We’re the society.
Here to give you a little doze of anxiety.
Just hear us out, we mean no disrespect,
All we want, is for you to be perfect.”
“Why are you always sprawled on that c...
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