Mellie's Literary Lair
Okies! Hi! This is a page where I will put my odd little... writings, so other people may view them, though they do not have to. Not too much yet. I'll have rantings, soon, hopefully, I dunno. Other stuff, too! Alright!
Mime on a Dime
There once was a mime on a dime,
And as he was eating a lime, he began to rhyme,
He thought about cats in hats and dogs in bogs,
He thought about ice, and how it was nice.
Then he stopped and thought he was going to be popped.
“Wait, I am not going to be popped.” said the mime on a dime.
He then looked at the sun and said,
“My, my does it shine.”
Then up over the hill, came a cat named Bill.
“Halloa Bill who lives on the hill.” said the mime on the dime as he pulled out a lime.
“Hello there mime on a dime, may I have a lime?”
“Why sure you can have a lime, you may have one anytime.”
So Bill from the hill and the mime on a dime ate limes until they saw someone coming.
“My, my, who do I see with my eye” asked the mime on a dime.
“That is my friend Pat, see his lovely hat?” said Bill from the hill.
“Halloa Pat who owns the lovely hat.” Said the mime on a dime as he looked at the time.
“My, my” said the mime on a dime, “would you look at the time?”
“Where are you off to?” asked Bill from the hill.
“I must buy some rice and some dice and some ice, because they are nice.”
“Well then good-bye mime on a dime, I will see you some other time.”
END (of the bend)
Oi! That was odd! That is what spwaned from my boredom in science class.
A spot on the windshield
A spot on the windshield
A spot on the windshield
A spot on the windshield is not very nice
The spot on the windshield was not made by ice
The spot on the windshield was not made by dice
The spot on the windshield was made by a bird
And as it flew by, it left a big turd
Eek! Even more odd!
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