i love this!

to whom it may rain upon

pitter pat on the wood at the docks

In on the land its drenching those rocks

bold is the view from yellow to blue

coats and the rain that falls on them too

all who are out are wishing they weren't

those who are in are those who have learnt

tea taste it's best while warm and indoors,

feet that are wet track mud on the floors

nesnight

I ran through the fields in the cold forest night

the wind in my eyes turning tears out of sight

something i knew i had left in the snow

something so warm still covered below

search though i did no trace there was left

ice took my veins and sleep took the rest



Up in the hills the ground is now thawed

rain waters sweet and fresh wood is sawed

day brings a haze and night brings a fog

night turns to day the bees are then robbed

once we are still, the shadows below

rest on the ground that swallowed me whole

Your problem here is you got a bottom thing thats keepin me from the left over tuna.

heblo!1

name of stribbub i has it .paw is bigfh ..hard pushjh butttonsas> am learnsing

striber talks (stri ba talks)

i have a cat now. his name is striber. he is in my lap now and has his paw on the mouse of the computer and as i type he attacks my hands.