Cities and suburbs, real and imaginary.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

उम्...

i have no idea what to tell you folks today.

I shall, thus, be forced to compose a limerick about something silly.

My cuddlefish hated to cuddle
He preferred to stay in his puddle
Unless I had tuna
To which he would swoon-a
Then we could hug quick and subtle

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

*faceplant*

Lola said...

I liked the one you composed to fill my awkward silence. Too bad you probably can't remember it.