i have a slinky.
it goes down the stairs,
but stops if you don't
do it right.
my slinky is metal,
not plastic and makes
a nice noise.
there is a song that
goes with it.
sometimes i hang
from my nose,
and sing it.
24 May 04
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HAHAHAHA... i love it.. hahaha
And sometimes i bet you wished you'd buried it in down the bottom of the garden .
I liked ball - this is bull.
no, bull is coming next.
The bull is always closely followed by shit
thoroughly enjoyable. except this poem should rhyme.
I like it, and I don't know why! *snicker* It's not GOOD, but on the other hand, what IS good anyway? It made me laugh. And i like it. You're quirky, not like other people, which makes you unique! Stay this way. I like this poem, or have i mentioned it already? =]
im going to stay tuned to your channel.
10+11 are lazy. you can make something as openpalmed as 3+4.
The slinky factory made heaps and heaps of money off me when I was a kid.
everyone loves a slinky. go. slinky. go.
and you divine.
quick edit for gnorm.
oh man i can man really man identify wid dis maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan
I've often wondered what makes a slinky such a delicacy. Its goofiness? Its momentum? Its inevitable entanglement?
Very worthy protagonist.
This is special, you are special. I wish I was special.
Damn, you wrote this on my birthday.