The Student and the Musician

See the frightening of the student,
I think he’s angry at the rodent.

He finds it hard to see the girl,
Overshadowed by the strange whirl.

Who is that crawling near the stone?
I think she’d like to eat the keystone.

She is but a special musician,
Admired as she sits upon a tactician.

Her warm car is just a girl,
It needs no gas, it runs on pearl.

She’s not alone she brings a shark,
a pet otter, and lots of ditto mark.

The otter likes to chase a frog,
Especially one that’s in the analogue.

The student shudders at the gorgeous king
He want to leave but she wants the thing.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s