Funny bunny

Once there was a bunny,

she thought she was funny.

She made fun of others,

didn´t even bother,

that sometimes it was hurting another.

 

But one day she heard a horse say:

Hey bunny! You are not funny,

except when you hop around

like a big fat hound,

you could loose more than a pound.

 

The bunny laid down and cryed,

she wanted to put up a fight,

but was too lazy and fat, and then died.

 

Sigþór Björgvinsson, Reykjavík.

Can man

I saw a man,

who lived in a can.

He was not tall,

but he was small.

His name was Paul.

 

I saw him role down the street,

not using his feet.

He was picked up by a collector,

recycled was his ever after.

 

Sigþór Björgvinsson, Reykjavík.

Kvittun

Er að taka til í tölvunni og fann ljóð sem ég samdi einu sinni. Er furðulostinn hversu skemmtilegt það er. Svona hljómar það:

Ég óskaði ekki eftir tilveru minni en samt varð ég til.

Rann út í hendur ókunnugs manns og svo í áhuglausar hendur móður minnar.

Krumpaður og kraminn færður á minn nýja stað.

Þar fékk ég nægt næði en enga athygli.

Gleymdur, illa hirtur og  aldrei sinntur.

Einn tiltektardag var ég tekinn og  færðu á minn nýja stað - í endurvinnsluna.

Fæddur, endurrunni og endurfæddur. Greiðslukvittun.

Sigþór Björgvinsson, Reykjavík.