Yesterday I won a poetry contest with the following poem:

Charlie Takes a Spill
By Molly B

A girl named Charlie and a man named Zeb,
met one night, on a darkened ledge

While inside the apartment the movie played,
Zeb gave Charlie the time of day

A wink, a nod, a smile, a push
From the second floor to the backyard bush

Charlie was gone, not be seen
Zeb said nothing but his eyes did gleam

On that cold, cold night in 2004
Zeb's reputation went right out the door.

Thanks to this poem, I am now one Play-Doh set richer.

02 May 2005 - 11:43 PM

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