hello
hello
hello
hello
oh hell
oh hell
oh hallow
oh hollow
oh hell
oh hello ha hallow
oh hell oh ha hollow
ho hollow hell
oh ho no holy hell
no hollow hell no hallow
ha no hello oh hell hollow
halo no no hollow no hello
oh halo oh hello ha hallow
oh no no halo no hello
hell no oh no hello hallow
hallow hollow hello oh hell
no ho ho ha hello oh halo
hello no hallow oh hell
hello ho oh hell halo
no ho hallow hell
oh hell no halo hello
on no halo ho hollow
no hollow now halo
halo hello hell no
no neo no halo no hello
ha no hell neo hallow
no no hell hallow neo
neo no hell no hollow
oh hello no neo
new neo no hello
hello ho ha no new
oh no hell neo
hello no new hollow
hollow no neo
neo no hollow
hello new neo
hallow no neo
new neo oh
oh hell
oh hallow
oh hallow
no new
no new
oh neo
oh now
oh no
oh no
oh no
oh no
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Poem-A-Day: Day 375
Hello Oh No
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