Georgina Clark Poem by Phil Soar

Georgina Clark



Georgina Clark, had a bite and a bark
And would howl at the moon in the evening,
She would stand by the door, and pee on the floor
If she thought that her parents were leaving

Wednesday, June 10, 2015
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