It begins with,
I sat by the lake;
I looked at the sky.
I looked at the sky.
and ends with,
I sat by the lake,
and looked at the sky.
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PennyDaisy 
Sounds like my day.
ahhh…
And as I looked, a fly came by . . .
A poet repeated himself
And I wondered why
Wondered why
And I wondered what “it” was.
how interesting…..looking into outer space from a lake, it is perfect for poems and such. If I ever get the chance to get that close to a lake, I will look up into the sky and then tell what I did in a poem. on that note, tell your brotha scott I said hi =)
That’s what I get for not looking it up.
through three cheese trees three free fleas flew
could there be a crazy band of monkeys battling a horde of angry trees in the moddiel somewhere? that would be sweet… (grin)
Yes, you definitely should.We should spread it all overxanga, so that almost everybodyon xanga would have to read it.It’s really clever and good.