Linda Winchell

Rookie - 31 Points (still working on it! / Chicago Illinois)

'Tommy Tippy' - Poem by Linda Winchell

Tommy had a tippy cup
and it kept him really dry.
For when Tommy tipped to sip from it
in his mouth his juices would slide.

Over the lips and past his gums
for look out stomach for here it comes!
Never down Tommy's chin to run
from Tommy's Tippy cup was none!

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  • (10/14/2008 6:20:00 PM)

    This one made me smile, Linda. Almost like a nursery rhyme! You must have had fun writing this one because it was fun reading it! Too cute! Ashley (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 14, 2008

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