by Sland | Jun 16, 2006 | Poetry
We went to the zoo one bright Sunday morning, In the hope that we’d have some good weather, Now I have to say we had a lovely day, And my daughter is still a big blether!
by Sland | Jun 16, 2006 | Poetry
If only I could reach the handle, To open the door so shiny bright, And get my paws on the cold white nectar, Then drink it all by the built in light. If only they could see how much, I’m tempted when they pour it out. I watch it falling in their coffee, Tumbling from...
by Sland | Jun 16, 2006 | Poetry
There wasn’t much wrong, With the wonderful song, Sarah sang to keep Faye entertained. Except she danced on the bed, With her pants on her head, What a strange thing to do for a friend!
by Sland | Jun 16, 2006 | Poetry
Nobody knows if I wriggle my toes, When my foot is inside my welly, But everyone knows, where all the gas goes, That rumbles around in my belly.
by Sland | Jun 16, 2006 | Poetry
It’s late at night; I can’t find the light; And I’m desperate to go for a widdle, But I don’t need my mum, as I’ve rolled on my tum, And fallen asleep in the puddle.
