My Daffodil bulb

Member since 2004 · Posted 21 Jan 2004 · 1 comment

When I went out The sun was hot It shone upon My flower pot And then I saw A spike of green That no one else Had ever seen On other days The things I see Are mostly old Except for me But this green So new and small Had never yet Been seen at all.

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[n/a] Everyone 21-Jan-04/10:21 AM Reply

Ahh, but could not the same also be said of a freshly laid stool, glistening like dew in the morning sunlight?

When I woke up
The sun was hot
It shone upon
My chamber pot

And then I saw
A coil of brown
And felt I'd best
Inform the towne

On other days
The things I dump
Are mostly grey
And not so plump

But this young brown
So sleek and proud
Is sure to draw
A mighty crowd!