Submitted by SURPRISINGPERSON on Mon, 12/24/2018 - 22:31

Buried deep in the attic.
There is a spiral shell.
Sandy-colored and spiny on the outside,
But turn it over, and you will see that
The inside of the conch is a
Smooth, creamy pink.

And if you put your ear
To the opening, and be very quiet,
You will hear the grey-blue
Waves of the ocean, crashing in the distance.
And if you are extra and specially quiet,
You may even hear the wind.


Submitted by SURPRISINGPERSON on Fri, 08/03/2018 - 03:18

Those three kings of orient are
Smoking giant smelly cigars.
We told them to stop, and they did;
(They knew better than to ignore a kid!)
Those three kings of orient are
No longer smoking giant cigars.


Submitted by Hannah W. on Tue, 09/16/2008 - 21:21

Cricket, cricket, singing high,
watching as the clouds roll by,
leaping under dark'ning sky,
chirping at the fireside

Cricket, cricket, singing slow,
watching as the sun sinks low,
basking in the red-orange glow,
listening as the breezes blow

Cricket, cricket, singing fast,
singing as the world goes past,
singing in the shadows cast,
sing to make the evening last