I've been making some goofy birdhouses on tall pedestals. Today I posted one on another forum and Vaughn McMillan wrote this poem that was perfect for it. So, here's the birdhouse.......
And here's Vaughn's poetry.......
There was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile,
He found a crooked birdhouse upon a crooked stile.
He bought a crooked bird, which caught a crooked worm.
And so the crooked man found more crooked things to turn.
I'm telling ya, the guy has more talent than you can shake a stick at!