I watched for every Rainbow To arc across the sky, And then I'd run to find it And 'Goldless' I would cry. But one day, in my mail box, There came a nice surprise... A magazine, called 'Rainbow' Right there before my eyes. I looked into the 'Rainbow', And just as I was told, Right there within the pages, I found my pot of gold.
2006-12-28 10:50:06 · 11 answers · asked by Anonymous in Society & Culture ➔ Mythology & Folklore
very sweet
2006-12-28 10:53:50 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
I was told the same story, but when I became an adult, I learned that rainbows are just a trick of the light, they have no beginning and they have no end.
2006-12-30 01:27:58 · answer #2 · answered by Social Science Lady 7 · 0⤊ 1⤋
Haha,maybe the leprechauns pitied you after chasing them for so many time and not manage to take their pot of gold.
2006-12-29 07:25:42 · answer #3 · answered by hidayat 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Aww that's lovely...
although you need a bit of improvement in your English grammar :P
2006-12-28 18:56:40 · answer #4 · answered by Unefemme 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Every sad b@stard want's to be a poet.
2006-12-28 20:53:35 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
that.s just a sayiing. If you feel good about youreself you have found your pound of gold
2006-12-28 19:01:41 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 1⤋
Nice! What is the question?
2006-12-28 19:09:18 · answer #7 · answered by Maid Angela 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
That proves you should never give up.
2006-12-28 19:32:39 · answer #8 · answered by Martha P 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
:-)
Cute.
A+ for you in poetry class this week. That is IF you wrote it.
2006-12-28 18:55:34 · answer #9 · answered by kj 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
:-) lovely gives hope to all!
2006-12-28 18:58:53 · answer #10 · answered by Just Thinking 6 · 1⤊ 0⤋