Poememe

[madbaker]

Gacked from deathbytamarind.
When you see this, post a poem in your LJ.

Behold the duck.
It does not cluck.
A cluck it lacks.
It quacks.

It is specially fond
Of a puddle or pond.
When it dines or sups,
It bottoms ups.

And a special bonus:

Some primal termite knocked on wood,
And tasted it, and found it good,
And that is why your cousin May
Fell through the parlor floor today.

Comments

[caprine.livejournal.com]

Are those by Ogden Nash?

[madbaker.livejournal.com]

Yup.