Holes in the sky
Giants play toys fall
Lighting dashes from track to track
And water falls from overflowing boiler
Fan turns on and wind it blows
While in the night the bath it overflows
As junior yell at mum its cold
Turning up the heat, volcano blows
A few harsh words, then off to bed
Junior sleeps, tired and fed
All in wonder this I dread
When little junior is grown instead
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FUN, MAD, AND JUST PLAIN SILLY Poetry
PoetryAS the Title says.. A collection of FUN, MAD, THOUGHTFUL and just plain Silly poems. IMPORTANT NOTE: IN THESE POEMS THE LETTERS, IN BRACKETS, AFTER THE TITLE MEAN. ...
