One upon a time
There was a girl who loved to rhyme
by most, called a sinner
By English teachers, a winner
That girl who loved to rhyme
Once rode her bike to France
In a shirt and her underpants
That girl who loved to rhyme
Not one soul knew her name,
For she was known only for her fame
That girl who loved to rhyme
Her writings were beyond the best
A good student, aced every test
But she was never quite happy,
That girl who liked to rhyme
She realized all of life was the same
It made her depressed, but none shared her pain
How miserable was that poor girl,
The girl who knew to rhyme
She soon found a liking for pens
Loved the ink and drew on her hands and her friends
Now known for her weirdness not fame,
That girl who knew to rhyme
Now writing stories to show how she felt,
With pens and hands but soon she would melt
Into a puddle of tears and sadness
And rarely any gladness
That girl who dreaded her talent to rhyme
One day she was writing a story,
About her life and its lack of glory
Found a gun, it was put to her head
Twitch one finger on the trigger, and she’s dead
That was the end for the girl who found the meaning of life
The
Girl
Who
Hated
Her
Talent
To
Rhyme
2007-03-02 07:35:46
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answer #1
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answered by star42430 5
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Jack and Jill went up the hill
(we know they weren't looking for water)
Jack came down
wearing a frown
and Jill gave birth to a daughter
Mary had a little lamb
her case comes up next week
Mary had a little lamb
with roast potatoes, mint sauce, cabbage...
Hey diddle diddle
the cat and the fiddle
the cow jumped over the moon
that's the last time I eat cheese before going to bed
Sing a song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye
four and twenty birds of colour
baked in a pie
Georgie Porgy pudding and pie
Kissed the girls
...and was arrested for sexual harassment
Bah Bah sheep of colour
have you any wool?
Yes sir Yes sir
but it's impounded at the port due to a trade embargo
2007-03-02 15:33:14
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answer #2
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answered by Anonymous
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Jack and Jill went up the hill both with a buck and a quarter
Jill came down with $2.50
2007-03-02 15:33:46
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answer #3
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answered by sugar_pink_candy 5
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once upon a time there was a baby candlestick. she wanted to grow up to be a skateboard. but sadly, her mother was a toaster and her father was a lava lamp, so there was no one to teach her how to be a skateboard. so she grew up and became a toaster oven from the sixties.
and the moral of the story is..... if you want to grow up to be a skateboard, then you better make sure that you can toast!
2007-03-02 15:38:04
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answer #4
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answered by resistance fighter1 3
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Winner or weinner?
2007-03-02 15:30:43
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answer #5
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answered by Saffernellie 6
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If one could make 'a winner', I doubt if they would share it here unless they already had it copyrighted.
2007-03-02 15:36:14
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answer #6
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answered by Anonymous
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Mary had a little lamb
its fleese was white as snow
everywre that mary went
te lamb was sure to go.
2007-03-02 15:32:53
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answer #7
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answered by Wat Da Hell 5
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Hiddledy, hiddledy floop,
Mama fell on the poop!
Grab a spoon!
No! Get a scoop!
What a nasty mess of goop!
2007-03-02 15:33:04
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answer #8
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answered by Brown eyed girl 7
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GO TO BED! Yeah, that has a nice ring to it.
2007-03-02 15:30:55
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answer #9
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answered by Anonymous
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I'd like to!
2007-03-02 15:32:38
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answer #10
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answered by Anonymous
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