Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Poem for the summer.


Summer has arrived, hot and opressive,
the season to hunt is still far away.

I have an idea, something suggestive,
a simple game that all souls can play.

When you see a duck, acting agressive,
give it a kick and ruin it's day.







2 comments:

Anonymous said...

does this mean the topper is back on? and if so where the hell was I?

Anonymous said...

The Topper is dead . I killed him Just Like I created him!!!
The Brutha has spoken