16 November 2006
12:06 PM
Adventures of a Frisbee
By Shel Silverstein
The Frisbee, he got tired of sailing
To and fro and to;
And thought about the other things
That he might like to do.
So the next time that they threw him,
He turned there in the sky,
And sailed away to try and find
Some new things he could try.
He tries to be an eyeglass,
But no one could see through him.
He tried to be a UFO,
But everybody knew him.
He tried to be a dinner plate,
But he got cracked and quit.
He tried to be a pizza,
But got tossed and baked and bit.
He tried to be a hubcap,
But the cars all moved too quick.
He tried to be a record,
But the spinnin' made him sick.
He tried to be a quarter,
But he was too big to spend.
So he rolled home, quite glad to be
A Frisbee once again.
I <3 shel silverstein :)
"covered head to toe in issues"Perhaps not.
Today's my 2nd last day of work. I can't decide whether I'm glad or sad about that. But certainly, I'm relieved.
I don't know what I'm pursuing. Don't know what I'm running towards.
Complicated?
This holiday is turning out to be quite complicated. Oh whoops, that was a repeated word.
Ok, what the heck. I'm gonna stop here cause I'm not even making sense to myself.
