Poor Plastic Flower Poem by Keith Wells
Poor Plastic Flower
My mother in law loves flower
This is our trial
My wife in denial
As she plants a flower
She has a brown thumb
This makes me glum
For she can’t even grow a plum
She has plastic flowers
And those took a powder
Poor plastic flower
A flower needs water
To give it power
She forget this every hour
That is why her flowers are powder
Her plastic flower had power
Until it's last hour
The vase did tower
As it was full of water
Poor plastic flower
um.. yea... I think Lee's right LOL Just WAIT till I get home! ! Love ya! Muah
LOL you are SO dead.... so soooooo dead.... she read it with me : P Thanks for this, I needed a good chuckle, bro! Hugs, Lee
Keith i really liked this poem, it was really funny and read real well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Hi, I really liked your poem, it made me chuckle...thanks! :) ~Anne