Poetry
Some collected verse...
A Pine on Yellow Mountain Greets Visitors
Radiance from the sun and the moon graces the universe
Wind from surrounding mountains echoes with the sound of waving pines
Occasionally, I stretch my arm to catch a cloud
Earthly visitors misunderstand me for treating them well
Leung Shak-Fung
Limerique
Il y a vait un vieux homme de Marseilles
Qui a chanter toujours par son nez,
Mais une belle dame, une soir,
A dit "Voulez-vous une mouchoir?"
Alors, il ne chant plus jamais.
Bob Lewis
(French 10 assignment -- 1978)
Last updated by Bob Lewis on 27 Oct 1995.
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