Thursday, July 10, 2008

Modern poetry

A good friend and Donner Party buff was inspired by the last blog entry to compose a poem of his own:

There once was a boy name of Donner
Who feared he would soon be a goner.
So he munched on his Pa
And made lunch of his Ma
But kept mum as a grim point of honor.

Needless to say, he wants to remain anonymous.

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