It was on this solemn date
In nineteen and fifty eight
Just past midnight I joined life
And if I could have only knew
Of the speed at which life grew
I'd have avoided all the strife.
—holden klass
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It was on this solemn date
In nineteen and fifty eight
Just past midnight I joined life
And if I could have only knew
Of the speed at which life grew
I'd have avoided all the strife.
—holden klass
suppose you're a bird
a sparrow weak and nervous
the patient hawk's prey
—holden klass
it's snack time at dave's
pigeons, doves, grackles, sparrows
and thousands of seeds
—holden klass
pigeons bustling
grackles pushing and shoving
sparrows come and go
—holden klass
jinxed and in trouble
bad news just keeps rolling in
last rites being read
—holden klass
Sad traverses 'neath adverse stars
His mind's afire with unseen scars
Sixty plus seven years he's seen
Over, under, and in the mean
In life they say, accept your fate
Believe me friends, don't take that bait.
—david strasser (holden klass)
I have observed that Artificial Intelligence is of two kinds:
There once was a lady named Myles
Who wore the most beautiful smiles
One day in a flash
She grabbed all her cash
And left town with a man named Wiles.
—holden klass
World renowned, he's The Scranton Joe
Full of himself, corrupt, and low
A pompous ass without a nerve
Self and mammon he's first to serve
Boorish knave! to Hell he'll go
That venal scum, The Scranton Joe.
—holden klass
There once was a girl named Emmy
A pro at doing the shimmy
One morning at two
She stepped in some glue
And cried QUICK! I need a Jimmy.
—holden klass
There once was a gal named Sally
Whose hair was too long to tally
One night on a date
She snagged a gate
And sank from peak to valley.
—holden klass
There once was a gal named Ems
A woman not known for whims
And in no small part
She'd broken my heart
But so kindly spared my limbs.
—holden klass
There once was a girl named Heather
Who labored in all kinds of weather
In her big old brown truck
Sporting a smile for luck
Found no parcels light as a feather.
—holden klass
There once was a girl from Purdue
Not far from the Tippecanoe
In search of her Wow!
She followed a cow
Back home to a farmer named Stu.
—holden klass