A myth ith as good as a myhter
She thaid with a lithp
tho I kithed her.
Sara was fairer than Clara.
But Clara was rare, much rarer than Sara.
Hairy Mary worked in the Dairy
She handled the udders just like a fairy
As Hamlet's ghost said Lithp Lithp O Lithp... to which Hamlet cried to Horatio.. Tha's not my Dad. He didn't have a lithp. " Extract from my rewrite of Shakespeare's play" I'm introducing a comic hero.. Do you think Donald Trumpton would sound Shakespearean?
And Sarah never kited Clara and Sara never saith sorry, and every time I showed I kited her she thais she would kited me tamara. Fun. I don't know how long I can keep this up nor if I am actually following. I tried though!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sprightly penned, Blighty Spring is in the air and you have unbent your rigid spine.. I congratulate you and Julia has added just the right silliness thank you Luv
Yes the lassie done well there, Wes. It's getting near April Fool's day. So why not a Silly poem day? Go on. You could do an Oogie special.