Jaws
September 1st, 2004
Located while sorting through a lifetime of accumulated memories, souvenirs, t-shirts, and stuffed animals:
Jaws
Jaws are big,
Jaws are small,
Some people have
No jaws at all!
– Leia Scofield, age 8
Jaws are big,
Jaws are small,
Some people have
No jaws at all!
– Leia Scofield, age 8
Even at that tender age, it was certain that poetry was not my forté.
See the leftmost H in this graphic? That’s pretty much right where my parents just bought a house. What’s up with all the hurricanes targeting my family?
Personally, I love it!
No hurricanes in Dallas this year, probably because of global warming. As soon the Republicans melt all the glacial ice we may have a seashore.
Great another hurricane, just in time to ruin labor day! Let the hurricane parties commence!
Hey, don’t knock your Jaws poetry. You were more talented at 8 than I am at 28.
Jaws…ha! ha! Funny…..!
Sometime in 2nd grade I sang this song while on a road trip with my Mom and brother. It went something like this “the thing that eat the world…the thing that eat the world……the thing that eat the world….” It would have been fine but my brother had a tape recorder. No really he had a tape recorder. He played it over and over.