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Post by cree8ivone on Aug 26, 2005 7:53:12 GMT -5
Extend. Join in.
Take a little time.
Write a little rhyme.
Append. Begin.
Activate your mind.
Do this and you'll find...
...that it's really silly fun!
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Post by tinidril on Aug 26, 2005 11:07:02 GMT -5
Purple Horse
with apologies to Ogden Nash
I never saw a purple horse
Nor heard its pitiful bray
But I can tell you, of course,
'Twill eat but violet hay.
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Post by karenee on Aug 26, 2005 23:17:10 GMT -5
'Twas the violet hay
that marked
the ending of the day.
He harked
to the sound of moans,
of course.
The aching heartfelt groans...
His horse!
With labor through the night,
he fought
for life till dawn's pale light.
He sought
and won the day
with joy
but never again would his horse eat hay.
Oh, boy...
this is sooooo fun!
Let's do another one!
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Post by twyrch on Aug 29, 2005 12:49:19 GMT -5
This has turned into a word game... so into the Word Games it goes.  |
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Post by karenee on Aug 29, 2005 21:03:44 GMT -5
That didn't rhyme...
Now what is the time?
Hey, what's up with that?
I just saw a cat!
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Post by cree8ivone on Aug 30, 2005 9:55:40 GMT -5
Was he wearing a hat
that cat that you saw
or did he have a small
yellow bird in his claw?
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Post by karenee on Aug 30, 2005 20:35:57 GMT -5
Apparently proud
The cat purred quite loud
But I'm sure he'd be heard
If he captured a bird.
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Post by cree8ivone on Sept 7, 2005 11:44:58 GMT -5
feline frenzy stirred
pouncing paws now purred
dining undisturbed
on young yellow bird
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Post by DanTheMan on Sept 7, 2005 20:34:06 GMT -5
the cat now fat
rolled over on his hat
the dog seeing that
stood up on his mat
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Post by karenee on Sept 7, 2005 20:36:43 GMT -5
With grating growl
Asked, "Why the fowl?
It was my friend.
You were it's end."
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Post by DanTheMan on Sept 7, 2005 20:59:51 GMT -5
"And now I'm mad,"
Said the dog to the cat.
"Then I am glad,"
Replied the feline to that.
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Post by karenee on Sept 7, 2005 21:04:29 GMT -5
Arching and hissing she backed away
"I'll meet you, Dog, another day.
Right now I'm too full from your friend so great
To do aught but nap." And she jumped up the gate.
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Post by cree8ivone on Sept 8, 2005 9:02:00 GMT -5
every dog has his day
and that day came just yesterday
when the cat went out to play
the dog attacked the cat like prey
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Post by Margim on Sept 8, 2005 9:09:21 GMT -5
Becoming prey, the cat did pray
that the dog would go on his way,
'What's this,' asked Dog 'A pious Cat?'
'I am not sure I can eat that!'
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Post by cree8ivone on Sept 12, 2005 10:56:15 GMT -5
but the feigning feline's fake
was done for escape's sake
and like a racer in a race
the hunting hound gave chase
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