Last Belly Laugh Poem by michael Smajda

Last Belly Laugh



The little girl made fun of my belly,
Wanted to know why it was so fat?
I could not tell herfrom all my beer drinking,
So, this is what I told the little brat.

Someday you're going to have a fat belly.
And it will be my turn to make fun of you.
I'll be looking down at you and be laughing,
Watching it swell and know because of who!

Wednesday, May 6, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: humorous
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