Great Scott

I recently entered this limerick in a contest at www.lemondrop.com hopefuly to win a copy of Diana Gabalans new book. I think it's funny,but then I would wouldn't I? It is not quite up to Ogden Nash standards but I try.

Great Scott

There once was a Scottsman named Milt

Who walked on the hills at a tilt

The lassies remarked on his built

When the wind raised the skirts of his kilt.

In a different vein. This was intended to be song lyric but unfortunately ( or perhaps fortunately) I have no talents that include musical insturments so ,I guess, this is another poem.

We Were Dancing

We were dancing, barely moving, keeping time.

Your head was on my shoulder, your face was next to mine.

We were dancing when you smiled at me, you didn't say a word

But when are lips brushed tenderly,' I love you' is what I heard.

We were dancing when the whole world changed for me.

Your kiss had set my soul on fire, your lips spoke poetry.

We were dancing when we should have left the floor

We were dancing,lost in time forever more

We were dancing to the music of the mind,

We were dancing,barely moving,keeping time.

Thats aaaaaaaaaaaall folks. 'Till next time