Solonor's Ink Well: Something is rotten in the state of Denmark

Solonor's Ink Well

Random musings from your favorite half-elf
Life's too short. Don't be afraid to wear the bunny ears...

« Why I pity my future son and daughter-in-law, #627 | Main | Random | You want emo? »

September 08, 2005

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark

Or at least in the ocean off the state of Florida...

...OPHELIA BECOMES THE SEVENTH HURRICANE OF THE SEASON...STILL NOT MOVING...

Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window
For her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday
She already is an old maid
To her, death is quite romantic
She wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion
Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon
Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking
Into Desolation Row

Posted by Solonor on September 8, 2005 06:02 PM | Cosmos | Tags | Bloglines

Comments

Bob Dylan is a prophet, I KNEW IT! He will be held up to the likes of Nostradumus, and everyone will be reading his lyrics looking for there hidden meaning! So sayeth Ooshka (the Humble Monk ...with a tail...)

Posted by: Ooshka at September 9, 2005 06:47 AM

If you don't see a way to enter a comment, it's not because I don't love you. It's because they have been set to auto-close after 5 days.

Thank you, comment spammers. Thank you to hell.

This weblog is licensed under a Creative Commons License.