Thursday, April 05, 2007

There once was a man from the Midwest.
With a blog on which he tried to write his best.
His thoughts, one day, went flaccid
in fact, they moved as slow as molasses
putting the loyalty of his readers to the test.


Self Taught Artist said...

there once was a woman from Vermont
who checked in every day
to read misplaced posts
only to find his thoughts
had turned into a vaporous ghost


i miss your stories but i understand.

Anonymous said...

Okay, Self Taught Artist had my same idea.

Anyway, you're never a real writer until you really get writer's block.

AscenderRisesAbove said...

I havent thought of limericks in a long time; thanks so much for the chuckle!