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| Silly Critter (23/01/2013) |
1600x1200, This one goes with a poem of sorts:
Look at this silly little bug!
He writes happy music for his accordion.
He sings his songs on a rasta rug.
He plays the spoons with a spoon and a fork,
He plays the sporks!
What a silly bug and his name is Percibald Van Gork!
He writes happy music for his accordion.
He sings his songs on a rasta rug.
He plays the spoons with a spoon and a fork,
He plays the sporks!
What a silly bug and his name is Percibald Van Gork!
You see, poems are all about rhythm, this poem has none, just like Percibald Van Gork. How meta is that?
