Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Ms. Mc's Limmerick......

Our librarian was teaching us poetry
A Robert Frost rhyme we'd commit to memory!
a traveler in woods, would diverge if he could,
but he couldn't according to his soliliquoy.

2 comments:

Emma B said...

There was a small girl Who loved to twirl So much she swirled Into her brother,Earl And that girl was so dizzy that she hurled

Young-Hun said...

two roads diverge in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not travel both
and be one traveler,long I stood
I look down one as far as I could,
To where it bent in the undergrowth
then took the other, as just as fair,
and having perhaps the better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear
.....................................
and both morning....................
in leaves no step turns brown