Misconstrued Thoughts : Yesterday's Misconstrued Thoughts Today

To think of times, a kid kind you see
How scared these drawings woudl make me be

A unicycle headed thing
and a bodyless high-heeled footed being

Now we see what kind of upbringing Jerm had
thats why he turned out so bad

hah, I beat you Javen

well since no one else is givin any,... here is a classic

Who

Who can kick a football
From here to Afghanistan?

I can!

Who fought tigers in the street
While all the policeman ran and hid?

I did?

Who will fly and have X-ray eyes-
And be known as the man no bullet can kill?

I will!

Who can sit and tell lies all night?

I might!

Hey now, I wanted to add my favorite stories all day, but I had to wait till I got to a computer.

Here’s one – wish I could scan the illustration in

Carrots

They say that carrots are good for your eyes,
They swear that they improve your sight,
But I’m seein’ worse than I did last night –
You think maybe I ain’t usin’ ‘em right?

Rain

I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can't do a handstand--
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--
I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.

If only the explaination were that simple for the things we do!

Brent, you may have beat me in time, but when it comes to quality, well. . .you're still very much Brent.

So here's my attempt.

There was an old young who lived in a shoe,
and every night he would eat two pies and a soup.

One day he was purchasing vegetables to eat,
and he dropped a bag of cabbage on his feet.

He screamed and hollered and kicked and he yelled.
And when he stopped, why there stood a geniune Southern belle.

Her face was so grand, and her manners were such,
that she was appalled to learn that he didn't kiss her hand at first touch.

"I do declare," said she, "you are ignorant."
"But with some time and some effort, you will be the perfect gentleman."

So she washed his hair, and gave it some style,
and she spent his money on khaki pants, sweaters and argyles.

And after she had spent some on him, she spent twice on her,
the time she spent with him moved with such a blur,

The young man, one day signed and thought, this must be love.
Because he was so confused he didn't know what else to think of.

So he gathered up his last pie and his last two soups,
and he sat down to refinance his shoe.

The bank gave him very little, since it was a shoe,
and he bought a house and a sofa or two.

And with the left over he bought a diamond ring,
and then he bent down to and oh did she sing.

One day quite a bit later, he came to his senses.
And he slapped himself and asked, "How could I have been so dense?"

"I was happy, I had everything I wanted in my shoe,"
and turning to his wife, he said "now all I have is you."

The moral?
I'll leave that up to you.