Psalms 142:8 Free me from prison so that I may praise your name. The Prison Marker: Where you come to visit the writing on the prison walls.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Ode to a helium balloon
Oh balloon
How nice and
Round in your
Conjecture
Do you approve
That I may once
Suck in your helium
And high I will be
As my voice squeaks
And I nearly pass out
In a public place
From a silly act
That every one
Tries
But once
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