Sunday, March 21, 2010

A poem my father recites:


Spring has sprung;
The grass has ris.
I wonder where
The birdie is? 


There he is
In the sky.
He dropped some
Whitewash in my eye!

I am no sissy;
I won't cry.
I'm just glad
The cows can't fly!

3 comments:

In Real Life said...

Such a cute, funny poem! Thank you for sharing it with us!

knitwit said...

Ha ha ha! Love it!

Captain Dumbass said...

Bah ha ha ha!