Stinkerbell Poem by nanditha srinivasa

Stinkerbell



She is my old little friend,
who, doesn't have showering trend;


She is my old little friend,
who does sing and dance blend;

she is my old little friend,
who, she is known to be bland;

she is my old little friend,
who, is damn special with the blond;

she is my old little friend,
who, treasure piggy bank with a pound;

she is my old little friend,
who, renders me happiness with no bound;

she is my old little friend,
who, i still cal stinkerbell;
though she takes bath for every bell..

Monday, November 29, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: old,friend
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