Sunday, May 10, 2009

My Mother's Day Poem from Pie.

Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
The Birds are Singing
and so are You
(the hard core music.)

The End. Love, Pie.


Kev said...

Poor kid actually thinks that is "singing?".
That'll add another few months to his therapy.

Penny Karma said...

You don't have to sing well if you're hard-core enough.

Kev said...

Penny, You know I love you, so this question is asked out of a place of care...

Exactly how hard core can you be in the suburbs?

Penny Karma said...

West County's got mean streets, man.