It is squashy fun.
It can print out pencil. I
like silly putty.
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
The Girl in my Bed
Who slept right on top of my head.
She wakes me at night
Because her pajamas are too tight.
“Make me new clothing,” she said.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
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