Did you ever want to be happy and grow up to be it?
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Here is my last poem for April. I posted one (unedited, wow, some of those need work) poem every day. It was fun and gives me hope for more daily poems. Now, I stop typing this and go right into whatever hits the brain...now...
Swine oh nine- Bird dee enn ay, some pig, too. What do we call you?