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December 15 I LIKE YOUII like you…and I know why, I like you because You are a good person to like. I like you because When I tell you something special You know it’s special And you remember it A long, long time. You say, “Remember when you told me something special?” And both of us remember. When I think something is important, You think it’s important too. We have good ideas. When we say something funny, you laugh I think I’m funny. You think I’m funny, too. I like you because You know where I’m ticklish And you don’t tickle me there Except just a tiny bit….sometimes. Stop. But if you do, then I know where to tickle you too. You know how to be silly. That’s why I like you. Boy! Are you ever silly! I never meet anyone sillier than me ‘Till I met you. I like you because You know when it’s time to stop being silly. Maybe day after tomorrow. Maybe never. Oops! Too late! It’s quarter past silly. We fool around the same way all the time. Sometimes we don’t say a word. We snurkle under fences, We spy secret places. If I’m a goofus on the roofus, You are not one too. If I pretend I’m drowning, You pretend you are saving me. If I am getting ready to pop a paper bag, Then you are ready to jump. That’s because you really like me. You really like me, don’t you? And I like you back. And that’s the way we keep on going everyday. If I go away, then you go away Or if I stay home, You send me postcard. You just don’t say Well, see you around sometime. Bye. I like you a lots because of that. If we go away together And if I get lost in Grand Central Station, Then you are the one that’s yelling for me. Hey, where are you? Here I am. I like you because When I am feeling sad You don’t cheer me up right away Sometimes, it’s better to be sad. You can’t stand others being. So googly and googly. Every single moment You want to know about things It takes time. I like you because If I am mad at you Then you get mad at me too. It’s awful when other person isn’t. Phooey! They are just so nice and so hoo-hoo You could just punch them in the nose. I like you because When I think I am going to throw up You don’t pretend you are busy Looking at the birds and all that. You say: “Maybe it was something you ate.” You say: “That happened to me one time.” And the same thing did. If you find two four leaf clovers, You give me one. If I find four, I give you two. If we find only three, we keep looking. Sometimes we have good luck And sometimes we don’t. If I break my arm and if you break your arm too, Then it is lots of fun to have a broken arm. You tell me about mine And you tell you about yours. We both are sorry. We write names and draw pictures We show everybody and they wish they had broken arms too. I like you because—I don’t know why—but— Everything that happens is nicer with you. I can’t remember when I didn’t like you. It must have been lonesome then. I like you because—because—because— It’s the fourth of July. On the fifth of July. And if you and I had some drums And some horns and horses and some fire engines, We could be a holiday We could be a celebration We could be a whole parade. See what I mean? Even if it was nine hundredth and ninety-ninth of July. Even if it was August Even if it was way down at the bottom of November Even if it was no place in particular in January I would go on choosing you And you would go on choosing me Over and over again That’s how it would happen every time. I don’t know why. I guess I don’t know why I really like you. Why do I like you? ? ? I guess I like you- - - I guess I like you- - - Because I LIKE YOU. -----Charlyn Bohawe 9/19/2008
The Monkey's Point of View![]() Three monkeys sat on a coconut tree
Discussing things as they said to be
said one to the others, now listen you two
There’s a certain rumor that can’t be true
That man descended from our noble race
The very idea! It’s dire disgrace!
No monkey ever deserted his wife,
Starved their children and ruined their lives.
And you’ve never known a mother monk
To leave her baby with others to bunk
or pass them on from one to another
"Till they hardly know who is their mother.
And another thing, you will never see
A monk build a fence round a coconut tree
And let the coconut go to waste
Forbidding all the monk to faste.
Starvation would force you steal from me.
Besides, what monk would smoke a pipe
And burn the trees, pollute his air and kill himself?
Here’s another thing a monk won’t do
Go out at night and get a stew or use his gun or club or knife
To take some other monkey’s life
yes! man descended the ornery cuss,
But brother, he didnt descend from us!!! |
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