Make. Poem by Tom Allport

Make.

My mam often sighs
Hanging up your sweaty socks
Will attract lots of flies
They would also repel
Witches, werewolves and vampires
Not to mention putting your brother off
Eating any of his favourite pies
And would surely make
Your little sister cry.

Friday, July 21, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: brother,eating,sister,vampires
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