'Twas the night before Friday, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a louse;
My socks were hung by the aircon with care,
In the hope that they might come back into fashion.
Rather high definition.
What?
'Twas the night before Friday, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a louse;
My socks were hung by the aircon with care,
In the hope that they might come back into fashion.
Rather high definition.
What?
Anybody been invited to the tea party in Boston?
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
"That reminds me of the boots of Noddy", said Big Ears.
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
Jeff had shat on the glass table and went abed.
Wondering why his stools were all gooey and red.
Magic moments finga licken
Withnall's break from choke the Chicken
A cunning ruse to lure the crumpet
Waft tom yam farts from hsi trumpet
.................................................. .
A classic song of young hope....
Heath hath wetness no less.
Moorish is the ancestral path which leans.
Kingdom mirrors a haiku.
Last edited by thaimeme; 24-09-2015 at 10:36 PM.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of an Enthwhistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
"Now, Dasher! now, Steve! now Andy and Mick!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donner and Blitzen!
Time for bed,sheep to worry at sparrows
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