The Art Of Poegging

(To the tune of Three Blind Mice)

Three boiled eggs
Three boiled eggs
See how they’re gone Continue reading →

Over Plurk I learned what you’re doing,
Hopping around radio stations, greeting; Continue reading →

One of my Plurk friends Joriben,
Gave me a thought to ponder; Continue reading →

To plurk or not to plurk,
Don’t start when you have to work;
If you haven’t tried it yet,
It’s addicting when you’re set. Continue reading →

In highschool alone,
Three schools I’ve known;
Although I have coped,
Friends were never developed. Continue reading →