the results of the miskin kids being home alone with nothing to do...

well, like this title suggests, we were home alone. my mom and dad had gone to Bible study, and we were just sitting around talking about the cheesiness of some people on Valentine's day. so then we hit on writing poetry, and we came up with a few limericks... there are four stanzas, and i will put them all up. i came up with most of the first lines, and gordon and morgy helped to fill in the blanks, since i had many of those...:) ENJOY!!!

1. the man, to his true love:

When i think of your eyes that are green,
they remind me so much of a queen.
Every time that you grin,
I go into a spin
and I feel like Ive ruptured my spleen!

2. the woman's loving reply to her beau:

Darling your lips are like roses,
They cause me to think about Moses.
They're so full of hair,
I dont know if they're there,
Espesh when your whisk'ry mouth closes.

(some poetic license was taken in the last line of this stanza, the word "especially" would have been too long)

3. The man's affectionate reply, dwelling on personal beauty:

Darling, your voice like a chopper,
Is seen by most as improper.
Every time that you bellow,
I'm a quivering fellow,
And i feel like I've just some a cropper!

4. The woman's enamoured response, dwelling on physical beauty:

Dear heart, your nose like a dagger,
Oft times sets me a-stagger.
If too quickly you grab me,
Take heed! lest you stab me,
Yet i mean not to sound like a nagger.

i think we miskins should either start a talk show in which we speak of the general flaws of the human race (ourselves included) or publish a book of satirical writings. what think ye?!?!?!
till lata!!!