A boy on his first date
The prom was in the evening.
He'd asked his favorite girl
His head was really spinning,
As he knocked on the door.
His head filled up with butterflies.
His heart was a pounding drum.
Of all the things he could have said,
He barely managed "Um...."
She sweetly smiled at him.
He managed a shaky grin.
Then holding hands nervously,
They quickly entered in.
At first they talked awkwardly.
Then, almost in a trance,
He bowed at her politely,
And asked her for a dance.

I'll write something

AS i'm in class, i just said to Becka "I'll write something"
So i will, because i don't wanna dissapoint anyone.
So here i sit, writing anything i feel like and getting nowhere...
But there is something quite awesome about this:
It sounds and looks somewhat poetic.
Doesn't it?
I have just decided to name a character CIEVOTH
but what shall this character look like?
The name was NEVER MEANT TO BE BORN>
and was on one of those 'type whatcha see' thingies
that becka was typing
to get on FANFICTION
and so now i have written something. Thank you for your time.
Emma

Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

YAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWNNNNN!!!!!!

i am sleepy, and i missed lunch! *cries*

Feeling poetic

Such a clumsy thing makes such a lovely sound. It trips upon the little metal stubs to create such beautiful music. It falls in time and creates majestic chiming sounds and is covered with a beautiful dancer. Spinning Spinning, never moving from her postition. Lovely, peaceful, Music box.

Writers block

I sit here and I wonder,
what will I write today?
In my chair I ponder,
but only find delay!
I know I should have written,
just what I have to say;
but at the rate I'm writing,
it's gonna take all day!

I love the sunshine! I love the rolling hills! I love the daisies! I love the daffodils! I love the fireside when all the lights are low! *Boomdeyada boomdeyada boomdeyada oh!*

If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gum drops, oh what a day that would be! Standing outside with my mouth open wide! Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gum drops, oh whaat a day that would be!

Oh Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun, please shine down on me! Oh Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun, hiding behind a tree... These little children are asking you so please come out so we can play with you! Oh Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun, please shine down on meeeee!

Flying in an airplane, looking out the window, watching the clouds go by. Flying in an airplane, looking out the window, up so very high!

Little red kaboose chug chug chug little red kaboose chug chug chug little red kaboose behind the trtain train train train smokestack on his back back back back going down the track track track little red kaboose behind the traaaain!

Who took the cookies from the cookie jar?

I love my blankie. It's very very yellow. I like it even more than a bowl of jello! when she holds it close it feels just right. I love my yellow blankie in the day and night!


I was at a birthday party, and my friends thought i was stupid because i used to like barney. YES i was a barney fan. Proof is in the purple pudding! Anyone with me?