Tag: crystal-clear

Paul Revere

A silly poem–who knows how I came up with this one.

Paul Revere:

Paul Revere was an auctioneer,

Who lived on the frontier,

And every leap year,

Pierced his ear,

With a cashmere racketeer,

That is crystal-clear,

When struck with a spear,

Is loud and clear,

Heard all the way up in the stratosphere.