poetry-slice

i have always wanted to write poetry and now that lots of people are doing it, i am unleashing my creations on the unsuspecting public. /me is waiting with fingers crossed for the call from the griffin trust.

thine eyes

antartica is full of ice
so there ain't no mice
to eat all the rice
or any of the spice
so say the wise
the place is so nice
to sit and play dice
and maybe pick 'em lice
or just sit swapping lies
looking up at the skies
oh, and yes, it reminds me of thy eyes