A Dunce? Poem by Phil Soar

A Dunce?



In the corner she sat with a cap on her head
A capital 'D' was close to her forehead
She was asked who the queen was, her reply was a sin
"I knocked on her door miss..But no-one was in"

Tuesday, October 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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