The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Mortimer, Clive, Gerald, Giles.

This post was brought to you by the grace of Jesse's computer, as mine has a virus. Thanks Jess, I love you most dearly.


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Handsome shapes are handsome,
Pretty shapes are nice,
I knew a man named Landscome,
He got into fights.

Familiar things that cause no shock,
Let's have a good time,
The door is covered with a lock,
And that is never fine.

Delectable, recreational choices,
Thieves of style and grace,
Very loud, silly, tragic noises
And we loose public face.

Silent cries of pity,
Dancers on a rope,
Pat the little kitty,
And then renew your hope.

Thank God we don't have power,
I don't think we'd live,
So would die the flower,
That lets us all forgive.

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