Tuesday, July 15, 2008

A Woman without a Man...

...is like a fish without a bicycle. 


1 comment:

laura fae said...

This is a bit bizarre, but I once wrote a poem about a fish on a bike (I don't pretend to be a poet):

My friend is like
A fish on a bike
She wibbles and wobbles like jelly.
She walks down the street
On her two little feet
And her socks get awfully smelly.
The further she goes
The bigger her toes
Become inside her wellies.
Until they burst
Big ones first
When they get to the size of her belly.