There once was a lady named Frieda,
Who said, "Darling dear, let me feed ya."
She went over there,
And she climbed on a chair.
When she turned she said, "Snorkum, I see ya."
There once was a lady named Frieda,
Who said, "Snorkum dear, let me feed ya."
When he wasn't lookin',
She popped in a fluenkn.
He died the next day of mankiae.
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I have nothing to look forward to now that you have posted early :-(
ReplyDeleteTell you what though- I love the oddness between my film and your wonderful poem. It's like we are extras in One Flew Over the....
I have written more on FB. And am writing more as we speak. Sorry for the early post, but you wrote two in a row and after your last one I was inspired. And unfortunately I am tempted by temptation. I need to know what happened. You must e-mail me. Please!
ReplyDeleteOh- I didn't count the image as a post- because it went on from your post.....
ReplyDeleteWill check out FB for new stuff. As for film- I think a nice fluenkun did the trick and she eventually was able to do manual, household chores only. Still, this was the 50's, so that was probably more normal for a lady- I know......
Ah, the good old days. And yes, I figured that was so. Sometimes when something comes to me I'm not all there.
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