Imagine a box. You've been told NEVER to open it. So naturally, you do. This is what you find.
Sunday, 24 July 2011
Monday, 11 July 2011
A Short Poem
Tell me I'm clever,
Tell me I'm kind,
Tell me I'm talented,
Tell me I'm cute,
Tell me I'm sensitive,
Graceful and wise,
Tell me I'm perfect -
But tell me the truth.
I wish I could take credit for that poem. Unfortunately, I really can't. Because the real author might find this blog, track me down and sue me. I can't really afford a lawyer, my parents wouldn't lend me the money, and I really don't want to have to pay up loads of cash.
So here it is. The author. Surprisingly I'm finding it really hard to write these next 2 words. Okay, take a deep breath.
The author is...
Shel Silverstein.
Thank you and goodnight.
Though it isn't actually night. But who really cares?
Tell me I'm kind,
Tell me I'm talented,
Tell me I'm cute,
Tell me I'm sensitive,
Graceful and wise,
Tell me I'm perfect -
But tell me the truth.
I wish I could take credit for that poem. Unfortunately, I really can't. Because the real author might find this blog, track me down and sue me. I can't really afford a lawyer, my parents wouldn't lend me the money, and I really don't want to have to pay up loads of cash.
So here it is. The author. Surprisingly I'm finding it really hard to write these next 2 words. Okay, take a deep breath.
The author is...
Shel Silverstein.
Thank you and goodnight.
Though it isn't actually night. But who really cares?
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