Monday, June 18, 2012

horribly me


I sing a song
Written by Neil Armstrong.
I hold pen
Because I'm not a hen.
My heart wants more
And that's why, I score.
I want award,
If it is from Harvard.
I don't play ball
So please don't call.
I'm not a cock
So I rock.
I run behind key
Because I'm not a donkey.
I'm an origin
So I never search safety pin.
I have a brain
So I play on plain.
Thank you a lot
And now I’m busy with my teapot.

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