|
|
 |
The Picnic (Free verse) by AmericanWigeon
"God's favorite color is blue," said the young boy.
"You don't know that, son," said his father.
"Be quiet and finish your sandwich," said his mother.
"You sure are stupid," said his sister.
"God's favorite color is blue," the young boy whispered to himself.
"Amen," said the sky.
Back to poem details
| xxx | 68.166.37.185 | 3 | June 15, 2005 5:18 PM PDT |
| sk8rs_rule_all | 24.160.154.168 | 10 | June 15, 2005 11:41 AM PDT |
| Goad | 217.82.6.238 | 7 | January 23, 2004 4:40 PM PST |
| Anonymous | 207.38.251.87 | 0 | October 27, 2002 10:29 AM PST |
| Anonymous | 66.183.16.75 | 2 | August 13, 2002 11:50 PM PDT |
| Anonymous | 12.213.34.64 | 9 | July 25, 2002 6:33 PM PDT |
| horus8 | 24.126.113.154 | 5 | July 15, 2002 9:55 PM PDT |
| Anonymous | 64.12.96.200 | 10 | July 15, 2002 11:37 AM PDT |
| Anonymous | 24.199.93.49 | 10 | July 15, 2002 9:30 AM PDT |
| Anonymous | 142.166.239.197 | 0 | July 11, 2002 8:04 PM PDT |
| Anonymous | 208.16.251.5 | 6 | July 9, 2002 9:21 PM PDT |
| Anonymous | 68.35.16.247 | 7 | July 7, 2002 7:59 PM PDT |
|
