There was an Old Person of Chili,
Whose conduct was painful and silly,
He sate on the stairs,
Eating apples and pears,
That imprudent Old Person of Chili.
by Sam TaylorAt six, I didn’t know more than riding a Schwinn
and climbing banyan trees. “Do you believe in God?”
the two blonde girls from four doors down asked
as our bikes circled endlessly in figure ...