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Monday, October 16, 2006

Christine

Category: Writing and Poetry


Story for Christine

There was a bird
No one knew what kind
But you knew it was a bird
Even if you were blind
What you wouldn't see
If you could see
Was just how ugly a bird could seem
This bird was mean
And some parts were green
And some more were unclean
If you had ever seen
A dream like this
You would let out a scream
And wake up quick
Because the bird was sick
But no one noticed
Who would care to take care of it
How many would even dare to sit
With this bird who could make you itch
There were those
Who chose
To take this chance
Do a little dance
And get in the pants
They would never get enough
Cuz even though the bird didn't look rough
It was real tough
But its life was being spent
Real quick
Until a blind man found it
The man cared for birds
And to this one he gave all his love
The bird showed what it was really made of
The bird was actually a dove
The man wondered what he was blessed for
It was because
He gave respect
And didn't wonder what would happen next
He just made sure
To right all the wrongs that happened before
And made a beautiful future
Forever more






I like the rhyming. It is nice. And I like the moral too! Good job.

who's christine?

Its not important. It is actually the person's real name.

forevermore?

tha's so RAVEN... lol wait.. that's a disney show...oh well. i was thinkin edgar allen poe.

well done.

rather simple in structure.. but.. hey.. mission accomplished. .

Finally the comment. Thank you buddy. I was going for the Raven thing. And I do wish for more complex structures at times, but whatever comes out is what I use.

i like the poem & its not too complicated 2 understand ;)

That's what real love is all about. I don't know who Christine is, but good for her.

Christine was a dream that never came true

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