To my big brother,
Little Jess,
I hate when you told me,
Go wear a dress.
I guess that I should confess.
I turned your room
into a mess,
and though I didn't mean to spoil it,
I threw your action figures
down the toilet.
I'm sorry.
Your sister,
Mary Bess
Hi Joy,
ReplyDeleteYou're so good at this. How about a collection of toliet poems?
Linda A.
Toilet poems? I think you'll have to explain this a little more to get me on board. I'm flushed with anticipation. (Sorry, I couldn't help myself.) I'm actually playing with the idea of bad pun groaner poems.
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