Henry Beaver Poem by Lamar Cole
Henry Beaver
Henry Beaver was chilling out.
And he wanted to give a happy shout.
He was enjoying drinking his Bud Beer.
He drank those delicious suds every day of the year.
He was happy as could be.
This everyone could see.
Monday, October 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: animal
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5/4/2024 9:34:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
....Until his wife chewed him out For being a drunkard, and a lout! Perhaps he should have been called 'Buddy Beaver', instead (heehee!)