A Limerick for Domhnall.
There once was a Domhnall Gawain Who came to play in the rain He fell in a puddle And lost his best muddle And ran to that country named Spain
Nate Encounters Boris
Nate was walking through a small forest, not going anywhere in particular. The trees were tall and grew close enough to prevent anyone from camping in the forest. The sun's light seeped through the treetops, the trees' green leaves block a lot of...
A Poem- Nightmares
As I lay on my comfy bed I think of things inside my head Video games and plushies I don't own Prance inside my mind of which I want known Though Scary stuff fill me with dread I close my eyes and keep them tight Hoping that I...
A Limerick
There once was a lone Lila Who fought off a bad tequila She threw down her fists and made plenty a twists to fight off a gal named Sheila.