Carly dearest, those were haikus, not limericks. Here is a limerick just for you.
There once was a girl named Carly, when she didn't brush it her hair was quite gnarly. She finished grade eleven, Felt like she was in heaven, and then she planted some barley.
can i have your autograph?!?!nelftybrat06June 10 2005, 02:13:39 UTC
OMG MARGOT...that is such talent!!! im so impresseddd!! you should write a poetry book...I WOULD BUY IT!!! :) i love you soo much...and yes, i remember when you fell off that tube (HA...ramp! way to rhyme...ur so silly!) awww...you'll have to tube without me this year!! maybe whoever you tube with will actually fall out, since i never did! next year man...we're tubing!! love you margot!
How much I love Carly Fox: I would love her in a box. I love her when I'm eating lox. I love her when I'm wearing socks. I love her while I'm watching clocks. I love her when I'm throwing rocks. I love her when I'm locking locks. I love her when she's fighting crocs. I love her when I'm talking to jocks. I love her while I'm playing with blocks. Please, Carly Dear--do not wear Frocks. I hope neither of us go to Iraq. You're beautiful and do not need Botox.
I'm done. But I love you.
P.S. Iraq= Eye-rock. not eye-rack. so that it rhymes. :-)
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There once was a girl named Carly,
when she didn't brush it her hair was quite gnarly.
She finished grade eleven,
Felt like she was in heaven,
and then she planted some barley.
That's all. Happy summer!!! See you soon
b'ahavah,
Sarah
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I still have to go to school
You should have to too
Bug,a Camp George Staff
I will miss her at camp george
See ya at Kutz soon
Carly is my friend
I like being with her at nel
I can't wait for camp
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the city can be kinda dreary
but i like it in the summer when erie is all mine.
Your daddy went to a school here
and now u live kinda near
im happy that i can rhyme.
you arent going back to camp
remember when i fell off that ramp?
and by that ramp i meant the tubing time.
this poem is really bad
but i still find u rad
oh im glad we will be friends for all time.
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I would love her in a box.
I love her when I'm eating lox.
I love her when I'm wearing socks.
I love her while I'm watching clocks.
I love her when I'm throwing rocks.
I love her when I'm locking locks.
I love her when she's fighting crocs.
I love her when I'm talking to jocks.
I love her while I'm playing with blocks.
Please, Carly Dear--do not wear Frocks.
I hope neither of us go to Iraq.
You're beautiful and do not need Botox.
I'm done.
But I love you.
P.S. Iraq= Eye-rock. not eye-rack. so that it rhymes. :-)
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