what doth the hither say
when speaking to the quick
do the embers tickle
and act as the wick.
what doth the hither say
when visited by a lick
might it tell the tongue
to continue with a flick.
oh, how the hither swells
and gourge so wonderfully
each time a conversation
is attempted by me.
me thinks the hither
might be a bell for sure
it doth ding a ling, a ring
as I arrive at the door.
within the hither's hoard
silent satiant passions lay
all verbage be but wasted
I know what the hither say.
Del Cano 2004 October
2 comments:
The hither say
"yo, fix-it man!
C'mere and do your job"
*GRINS*
Love it, sweet friend....'tis beautiful!
Hugs,
Chris
Would love to do my job
touch the most of you
see, I'm a fix it man
knowing just what to do.
Love your comments.
Spencer
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