Thursday, 11 February 2010

Ode To Nowt

I'm sad to say that it's that time
Another blog that's told in rhyme
We all know it means one thing
No subjects from his head do spring
The lights are on, there's no one home
Attentions wanders, eyeballs roam
But nothing sudden springs to light
So that's yer lot, then, for tonight


Tish said...

I think Dr. Seuss might be home.

Chelle said...

good times.

That Baldy Fella said...

Tish -
Seuss, you say?
That may be true
But not today
'Cause I can;t think of a rhyme to end this bit

Chelle - These are the good times. Leave your cares behind. (Damn, shouldn't have done that, that's gonna be stuck in my head now.)