I asked, 'Yes'?
She cried 'No'!
Then on and on she had to go
like a gun ra-tat-tat-tat
screaming that she is too fat
up and down
she paced a beat
grinding teeth and stamping feet
then she grabbed her coat and hat
and stormed out of the door like that
So much for tea at Sacre Bleu
I just enquired
one lump or two.
Well my lumps are small, but I don't take suger Charles! lol Thanks for making me laugh and polish the speel next time huh? lol 10 from Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hilarious! But of course, due for a bit or Freudian deconstruction. I don't know how to do that, so.... I liked it very much!