emily jane bronte
It's been a bit Wuthering here today.
One of my most clear childhood memories is of a picture on the wall at home, which had upon it the verse:
The things I sow, somehow don't grow
I'm sorely disenchanted.
But, oh, what luck I have with things
I never even planted
The poem was by Walter De La Mare, yes I do remember my teachers. I love poetry even had ago myself, but mine are more rymes than poems..
I got some statistics on line about the angel of the north and wrote a little rhyme based on them
Four double decker busses would not exceed his hight.
He's one of Englands icons, a most impressive sight.
Can jumbo jets outspan him, this angel of renown
He doesn't wear a halo, and his skin is reddish brown
He's loved by all who know him, no one can guess his worth
He is our special angel
The angel of the north
I'm pretty bad at poetry, but one that has always stuck with me was called "two cats of kilkenny"
There were two cats of Kilkenny,
and each thought there was one cat too many,
so they fought and they fit,
they scratched and they bit,
until instead of two cats... there werent any..
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emily jane bronte
It's been a bit Wuthering here today.
One of my most clear childhood memories is of a picture on the wall at home, which had upon it the verse:
The things I sow, somehow don't grow
I'm sorely disenchanted.
But, oh, what luck I have with things
I never even planted
The poem was by Walter De La Mare, yes I do remember my teachers. I love poetry even had ago myself, but mine are more rymes than poems..
I got some statistics on line about the angel of the north and wrote a little rhyme based on them
Four double decker busses would not exceed his hight.
He's one of Englands icons, a most impressive sight.
Can jumbo jets outspan him, this angel of renown
He doesn't wear a halo, and his skin is reddish brown
He's loved by all who know him, no one can guess his worth
He is our special angel
The angel of the north
I'm pretty bad at poetry, but one that has always stuck with me was called "two cats of kilkenny"
There were two cats of Kilkenny,
and each thought there was one cat too many,
so they fought and they fit,
they scratched and they bit,
until instead of two cats... there werent any..