Friday, June 27, 2014

A Bald Man wanted to fly



There was a bald man who wanted to fly.
I don't know why he wanted to fly.
He wouldn't tell me why.
There was a bald man who bought a kite.
He tossed the kite in the air hoping it would take flight.
He bought the kite so he can fly.
I don't know why he wanted to fly.
He wouldn't tell me why.
There was a bald man who bought a hot air balloon.
He climbed inside so he could reach the moon.
He bought the balloon to replace the kite.
He bought the kite so he can fly.
I don't know why he wanted to fly.
He wouldn't tell me why.
There was a bald man who bought a airplane kit.
He assembled the kit and hope he could fit.
He bought the kit to replace the balloon.
He bought the balloon to replace the kite.
He bought the kite so he can fly.
I don't know why he wanted to fly.
He wouldn't tell me why.
There was a bald man who built a space ship.
He tried to fly it at a air strip.
He built the space ship to replace the airplane.
He bought the airplane to replace the balloon.
He bought the balloon to replace the kite.
He bought the kite so he can fly.
I don't know why he wanted to fly.
He wouldn't tell me why.
There was a bald man who promised his bride.
He would give her the moon.
He was better off to play her a tune. 
So they can go on their honeymoon.



Friday, June 13, 2014

An Author


I began to imagine it.
I sat down to outline it.
Now I can write it.
Then I have to revise it.
I'll make sure to edit it.
Now I can post it.
Be sure to blog it.
Then I can twitter it.
Now I want to submit it.
I can't forget to query it.
It's time to send it.
I succeeded in publishing it.
Now I'm ready to sell it.
All my friends will buy it.
They will love to read it.
Now I can believe it.
I AM AN AUTHOR!