I found this poetry in WikiWikiSandbox after somebody "munched" it and thought it might live for a while. ''I moved one further gem here, before I cleared the WikiWikiSandbox.'' ---- Putting in my $.02 on this cold December Day Getting $1.00 out in a most unusual way. Should be working but would rather play, Dear layoff, don't touch me I pray. -- anon2 ---- horizontal rules who cares - this is a sandbox still, the page has lots. -- s.helm ---- Open your present. No, you open your present. Kaczynski Christmas. Mirella was here... ---- Where have I come from? Where did I go? What have I done wrong this time? Ahhh, who cares. ---- Yesterday upon the stair I saw a man who wasn't there He wasn't there again today How I wish he'd go away! -- Hughes Mearns (also in songs, short stories) ---- Nobody has updated in a long while Thought I would help out: I ''like'' cheese . . . ---- I came in for a visit and a smoke and left with contrails behind spinning blue and fading white. ---- I am thinking a thought about thinking In thinking a thought about thinking I thought I ought think Not a think nor a thought But think naught About thinking a thought about thinking. ---- Green sponders are good drinks This is the way of the wiki Rat tail rat tail ink blot inks Going to a parade is a duty ---- cuando empiecen pasarte cosas no te preocupes, ni sientas afan sigue tu curso, ve a donde vas y tu meta alcanzaras sin nunca mirar hacia atras oh cuan lejos llegaras! ---- wiki wiki wiki quicker than a quickie ---- once when i felt quite mellow i saw a cat it looked kinda yellow i took her for curry my speech was a little slurry and they fried the lil fellow! once when i felt quite mellow i saw a cat it looked kinda yellow i took her for curry my sight was all slurry but boy, i fried that lil fellow! -Liz was like so defenitly here!!- ---- ''Cats are beautiful, okay?'' ---- ''Cats are beautiful, okay?'' okay by sri ---- Come out and join me on my ledge I will teach you flamenco dancing ---- the narrative thread, or whatever moves back and forth the soft shiny pink manufacured string is folding, weaving, gaining momentum turning into a superball bouncing between expectations investing in a culture of forgetting kl ---- The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me:-- Yes! that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of a cloud, chilling And killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we-- Of many far wiser than we- And neither the angels in Heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:-- For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea-- In her tomb by the side of the sea. In her tomb by the side of the sea. ''This is "Annabel Lee" by EdgarAllanPoe. http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/poe/12619'' Trial: Can i put my poem here i mused.. would it be called site-abused? but i'm doing it..i'm so amused.. take it off the page if u're so fused - Shubha ---- I wanna write Don't know what! Don't feel like typing Stupid thought! SV :) ---- There was a young man with a hernia Who said to his doctor: "Gol-dern ya' When you're carving my middle Be sure you don't fiddle With matters that do not concern ya'." ---- Try, try, why not try. My fingers fly, fly, Low to the key board High to the sky.