Grex Poetry3 Conference

Item 87: Wordsworth I ain't, but what the hell

Entered by remmers on Mon May 17 00:54:33 1999:

        Spring is here,
        Spring is here,
        Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

        Tweet tweet! sing the birdies,
        Tweet tweet!
        The songs of the birdies in the trees
        Are carried on the soft and gentle breeze.
        Oh, how infinitely it me doth please
        That spring is here, spring is here.

        Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!
9 responses total.
#1 of 9 by arianna on Mon May 17 21:14:07 1999:

Spring: the season of violent mood swings, barely controllable hormonal
urges, allergies -- and the turbulent interactions all of these things
cause.

#2 of 9 by remmers on Wed May 19 12:01:08 1999:

Well yeah, that too. Someone should write a poem about that aspect.

#3 of 9 by brighn on Thu May 20 04:06:22 1999:

Erinn did, she just didn't format it like one. =}

#4 of 9 by arianna on Fri May 21 12:24:13 1999:

<laugh>  <mock preens and flaunts her poetic prowess>  d= (;

#5 of 9 by cloud on Mon May 31 21:51:20 1999:

John, you make me happy, sir.

#6 of 9 by lumen on Wed Jun 2 03:10:33 1999:

hrm-- I don't remember ever being that manic, much less in a springtime 
setting.

#7 of 9 by remmers on Tue Jun 8 18:24:15 1999:

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

#8 of 9 by lumen on Tue Jun 15 02:27:01 1999:

eep!  Well, it is lovely here =)

#9 of 9 by bookworm on Thu Jun 17 20:16:00 1999:

<bookworm laughs>

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