Make Momma Mad Poem by Ima Ryma

Make Momma Mad



Momma squirrel sent daughter and son
Off to the berry bush nearby.
And for a game to have some fun,
Each of Momma's young squirrels should try
To find the biggest berry that
Each could find, then bring back to her
To judge in their tree habitat,
Sibling competition for sure.
So son and daughter went with aim
Of giving Momma reason to
Regret making them play this game.
Some fun on Momma they would do.

Each squirrel picked smallest berry prize,
Knowing Momma would critter size.

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