NOW That's What I Call Poems
The Great Dane looked more like a horse than a dog.
We have never been to Asia, nor have we visited Africa.
She wanted to be rescued, but only if it was Tuesday and raining.
It's difficult to understand the lengths he'd go to remain short.
The thick foliage and intertwined vines made the hike nearly impossible.
He created a pig burger out of beef.
The Great Dane looked more like a horse than a dog.
The thick foliage and intertwined vines made the hike nearly impossible.
She advised him to come back at once.
One small action would change her life, but whether it would be for better or for worse was yet to be determined.
He hated that he loved what she hated about hate.
He was disappointed when he found the beach to be so sandy and the sun so sunny.
He found his art never progressed when he literally used his sweat and tears.
You'll see the rainbow bridge after it rains cats and dogs.
He found rain fascinating yet unpleasant.
The bread dough reminded her of Santa Clause’s belly.
Behind the window was a reflection that only instilled fear.