Oooo, today I got some stitches!
Well … that’s not exactly true.
It’s kinda sorta like 'em though.
It holds my skin together too.
Mom took me to the EEE ARR
‘cause my blood was everywhere!
It was on my shirt and pants.
See? It’s still right here … and there!
My blood was almost gone!
Well … that’s not exactly true.
But still, it really scared me
and it woulda scared you, too!
(shaking head) … Daddy always told me,
don’t pet dogs that you don’t know.
All dogs aren’t like our Frankie.
If you don’t know em, let em go.
But this big dog was really nice!
Well … that’s not exactly true.
He pretended that he liked me,
but he growled some at me, too.
I think I shoulda let him go
just like daddy said to do.
Then I never woulda hadda go
to the EEE ARR to get glued.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a delightful story C J penned with easy humour and style. I thoroughly enjoyed it. love, Allie xxxxxxxx