Friday, 20 November 2009

Poem. It's kinda rubbish. I'll write you a better one.

Our multi-coloured child-
Broken but healed,
Vulnerable yet tough,
Gentle;
Introvert-
Born to be wild.
Slipping on bubbles
Tripping on lights
Synthetic gumdrops-
Invisibility powers and rainbow nights.
Hears a pretty song,
Happy or sad,
She'll still sing along
In her golden raw
Low voice,
And, and...
I'm dancing for joy.

Monday, 9 November 2009

AN ANARICK

Ana is off to the Netherlands
Yo I heard the word from my brethren
When she gets back

There'll be an attack
Of Jose and she wont let her go again!


Mmmm Hedgy...

Tuesday, 20 October 2009

Welcome to the Machine!

Ana B.

there once was a lady named ana
a truly multi-coloured banana
she tossed and she turned
when she finally learned
of pajamas and karma and llamas

That was a beautiful limerick by Ziggy.
His contributions to this blog will be limericks and photos.

I'll write you a song darling.
To scare your fangirls away.
We miss you already.
Because you're down the street.
And not here.
Which is where you should be.
Because you're leaving.
To the beautiful Netherlands.
And we need all we can get.
We wrote a blog.
Just for you.
But it's not a fan club.
And if any Ana stalkers find this.
I'll scare them away.
With our ten inches of love.
And threats on their lives.
Best friends fo' life.
Bitch.
Stupid Palingi.
xxxxx
Josephine