Ode to the Stone
Title
Ode to the Stone
Creator
Diego
Date
06/07/2022
Text
My handsome stone, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you sting, wallow and trot,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the hot croat.
Let me compare you to a contender?
You are more funny, attractive and tall.
Fraught frost nips the robins of December,
And wintertime has the scaly pratfall.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your ankle, eyelashes and thumb.
Thinking of your eyelashes fills my days.
My love for you is the japanese plum.
Now I must away with a pleasant heart,
Remember my all words whilst we're apart
I love the way you sting, wallow and trot,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the hot croat.
Let me compare you to a contender?
You are more funny, attractive and tall.
Fraught frost nips the robins of December,
And wintertime has the scaly pratfall.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your ankle, eyelashes and thumb.
Thinking of your eyelashes fills my days.
My love for you is the japanese plum.
Now I must away with a pleasant heart,
Remember my all words whilst we're apart
Collection
Citation
Diego Nogal, “Ode to the Stone ,” Everything Speaks To Me , accessed September 18, 2026, https://everythingspeakstome.com/items/show/101.