Thursday, September 22, 2005

Sad Monster Sonnet

Clunky boots like monsters wear
Old clothes, frightening hair,
Sadly shuffling by the stair,
There’s no one around to scare

What’s the point of being
Like I am if there’s no one
To see me. What’s the point
To be me when I’m all alone.

Can I be just who I am?
What if I didn’t dress and do
The things that matter
When there is you?

Shuffled off to change into a flowered dress
Arriving home scared me half to death!


Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Seems like the fgrds ghtv dfrh, isn't working fghying annoying like the last two lines best, made me giggle

Russell Ragsdale said...

Sorry about the word verification stuff, Sue. Having a bit of a problem with spamers! Glad you got a chuckle from this and thanks for putting up with the trouble to post a comment!

Sue hardy-Dawson said...

grrrrfg bhdfdf he he

Russell Ragsdale said...

rffefq hebngs mwah ha ha!