The rain still falls

[Wolf]

Ahem...

Spring is sprung
the grass is ris
I wonder where
the birdies is

.

The bird is on the wing...
How absurd
From what I've heard
The wing is on the bird...

[Virago]

There was a young man called Healing,
Who got on a bus bound for Ealing.
The sign on the door
Said "Do not spit on the floor",
So he stood up and spat on the ceiling.

[Hitcher]

There was a young fellow named Dave
Who kept a dead slut in a cave
He said "I admit
I'm a bit of a shit
But think of the money I save."

[deanohit]

There once was a man from Bightly,
Who ran round in a transparent nighty,
The Vicar said 'Son,'
'It's really not done,'
'It's not wrong, but it's also not righty.'

[deanohit]

A man of the bible once swore,
A martian had come to his door,
It went to his sink,
Where it took a long drink,
Then proceeded to piss on the floor.

[hXc]

http://bebo.com/Profile.jsp?MemberId=4803148316 - there's all my writing.

Or for those who don't wish to look/can't look, here's a couple.

Collaborate By Silence

I don't want to be coy,
But to say what I'm about to do
Would not be cool.
Let's just leave it at that.

If the world is black, it's black,
Whether you complain
Or collaborate by silence.

Even if people liked me,
I wouldn't like them.
I would just have to watch them
Being mean to people
And not say anything.
Because to say anything
Would not be cool.
Let's just leave it at that.

You're not going to change the world,
Whether you complain
Or collaborate by silence.

I travel often to the frozen heart of the world,
Inland to that Antarctic, rock-strewn desert
With a few dozen warm-blooded penguins wandering around
Lost, dazed, dejected.
That's the way things are deep down under.

I'm never going to change things,
Whether I complain
Or collaborate by silence.

Let's just leave it at that.


Minus Eloquence

I write you in ink,
Stain my hands with your name.
Callous my fingers
With the effort to unburden.

And sometimes
I just sit quietly
Wishing I had the words...

But my muse laughs
And tells me; "It's but a dream."

And my hands begin to shake.

[kevfromcoro]

There was a young fellow named Dave
Who kept a dead slut in a cave
He said "I admit
I'm a bit of a shit
But think of the money I save."

There was a young man called Dave..
Who found a dead whore in a cave.
Said,,isnt it disgusting.
She only needs dusting.
And think of the money i,ll save

[Hitcher]

I think that Collaborate is a nicely crafted piece, with good rhythm. It would make a fine lyric.

Eloquence however, seems to be missing something. As a reader I can sort of get what you're trying to do but I was overly distracted by the utterance of your muse.

Nice work, nonetheless.