| 12.17.2006 |
| Poo Poem |
And I just thought of another poem that I created a couple of years ago.
Sixty-five years ago
When I was twenty-three
I sat in a puddle
Of yellow pee-pee
I went to the bathroom
To wash out my pants
And there I got a call
All the way from France
I picked up the phone
And went to the closet
And there I made
A very yucky deposit
I bent down and toughed it
And took a bite
And then my mouth
Put up a fight
It was smelly and brown
And squooshy too
Then I realized
It was Poo!
Please be sure to read the other poem below also. Thank You! |
posted by Katie @ 6:03 PM  |
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