Bernice! Poem by Richard D Remler

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Bernice! Bernice!
Has eaten every piece.

The fudge that Grandma
Made us is all gone.

Grandma made it,
Bernice at it,
Mother's gonna throw a fit,
When she finds
Bernice ate up every
Single one.

The plate is all too empty
And Bernice is all too full.
Oh, how she snortles
And she snootles in her glee.
I'm certain she is planning
In her very evil way,
To somehow blame the
Entire thing
On me!


Copyright © MMXII Richard D. Remler


**A Children's Tale**