Natalia Nolte

Rookie (may 2 1998 / Germany)

Trouble At Granma's House - Poem by Natalia Nolte

I'm goin' to granma's house
Where as food, we'll get fried mouse
It's considred a delecacy
But it ruined my legacy
And as we're eating fried mouse
I cough up some ear
and it looks very queer
granma sceams and I dont move
'THAT'S MY FAKE TOOTH! '
As I fall of my chair
I reach in my mouth and pull out a long strand of Granma's gray hair
This really is trouble at granma's


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 5, 2011


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