Maud Pie has written thousands of poems. Here are some of her poems. They're about rocks.
Igneous rock,You used to be a liquid,But now you are a solid.You used to be hotBut now you are not.Unless it is a hot day,Then you might be hot.
Bah! This poem should be about her dad!
Cuz apparently some book or another established his name as being "Igneous Rock"
4098891 All ponies were part liquid before they became ponies. And young ponies are certainly more attractive than older ponies. Though you can also be hot because it is hot outside.
People are going to remember Maud Pie on the same level as Robert Frost or Tolken.
...William Rocksworth
Profound!
You just kept writing more of this silly stuff until you got over 1000 words, didn't you?
This could be published in the Geology Society's newsletter
4549715 The finest poetry ever to grace the pages of that publication, I am sure.
This touched my soul somewhere deep down. I'm very emotional now and contemplating life itself.
Bah! This poem should be about her dad!
Cuz apparently some book or another established his name as being "Igneous Rock"
4098891
All ponies were part liquid before they became ponies. And young ponies are certainly more attractive than older ponies. Though you can also be hot because it is hot outside.
People are going to remember Maud Pie on the same level as Robert Frost or Tolken.
...William Rocksworth
Profound!
You just kept writing more of this silly stuff until you got over 1000 words, didn't you?
This could be published in the Geology Society's newsletter
4549715
The finest poetry ever to grace the pages of that publication, I am sure.
This touched my soul somewhere deep down. I'm very emotional now and contemplating life itself.