LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

There was a little star that twinkled, in the North, March sky, It twinkled in, it twinkled out, I watched the star, go die, I thought, thos...

On my brand new time-ship, everything went all blurry, As some particles slowed, others started to hurry, I felt my particles collide, Prett...