Path: taco.cc.ncsu.edu!mpcampbe From: mpcampbe@unity.ncsu.edu (Mary Patricia Campbell) Newsgroups: alt.fan.brad.allison Subject: brad's friends poetry corner Date: 24 Apr 1995 11:21:20 GMT Organization: North Carolina State University Lines: 47 Message-ID: <3ng1jg$jb2@taco.cc.ncsu.edu> NNTP-Posting-Host: cc02du.unity.ncsu.edu we need some more poetry from brad & his friends brad said i should post this, and so i will. i wrote it in 6th grade. im cleaning out my drawers and i keep finding really old stuff > >feb 1986 > >the final mystery > >it was a night, a gloomy night, >when a man without a friend >sat pondering life's mysteries >for his was at its end. > >he knew that night was his last, >he would not wake to see the dawn >for he know the final mystery >he would solve when he was gone. > >he stood awake most o the night >his throat and mouth were dry, >and in his final words he said, >'id like to say goodbye.' > >'i say goodbye to this cruel world, >there are others to explore.' >and he sank back in his old brown chair >and started for Death's open door. > > > hmmm. i was a happy 6th grader. mp -- "What say you, Mary? For you are a young lady of deep reflection I know, and read great books, and make extracts." Mary wished to say something very sensible, but knew not how. -----Pride and Prejudice