2 September 2012
This will be nonsense, To both you and both me, But if you don't like the style, Then just please let me be.
I can write about flowers and sweets, And about how fat I will get, When all this food I will eats.
The whispers of past whiz by in a flash, And memories of puddles and making a splash.
This rubbish I'm spouting just will not give up, By this point I need a coffee of cup.
So this is the end of nonsense for now, So I must say goodbye to both you and the cow!
Nonsense! • Opuss № I