Poems from migglegaten
There once was a Goat
With an Egg caught in his throat.
Mocked by the sheep who knew
naught but sleep.
The goat became flustered
as the...
There is the Doctor who lives on the left.
Aged beyond Belief, always thinking;
always putting cents in a jar for...
I used to have visions
of my success
with a Sword in hand.
A samurai of sorts.
My Sword was strong
so my Senses too.
Through my Sword,
my...