Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Little Ramblings

A Table For Sheeps, Please.

The cheap
sheep

was shiping
on a woollen ship

when the trendy water
of sheepless
shipless
shapeless
oceans
came crashing by

leading her away
into the deep blue sky

Once upon a time
there was an uprising sheep
who wooled out
of her thought comanding chip

and asked:
Why?

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

ri-me com esta.
e ao mesmo tempo surpreendo-me como é que consegues juntar os jogos de palavras ao sentido de humor. é giro!

5/1/07 12:16 AM  

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