Monthly Archives: August 2011
A Bug is an Alien Too No need to fly to outer space To meet an alien face to face. No need for a ship to take you away, To beam you up in a techno-ray. A bug is an … Continue reading
Seven we sing.
So we count birds.
The Sand Runner A Sand Runner’s off for a run in the sun. A Seababy’s lucky to catch sight of one. Wetting her lashes in splishes and splashes, a Sand Runner drips with wishes and dashes. Cool in the water … Continue reading
She went in all starry-eyed. She came out spaghettified!
A tinpot robot cannot do a lot.