Not much to say.
Inwe made her own lunch.
Larien wants to go to school,
But that's just a hunch.
Panties are My Little Pony
She wants to stay dry.
Alas, it isn't always easy,
And she won't say why.
Good girls fed the dogs;
In the closet they looked,
Found Halloween baskets.
Boy, were they hooked.
Oh, the hair, the hair;
Long, staight and long, curly.
If you want to brush it,
Your muscles must be burly.
Time for bed. Time for sleep.
Hop in, get a good book.
Close your eyes my sweet angels.
Later I'll take a look.
1 comment:
This is absolutely lovely and it reminds me of the poetry that Mom use to write about us.
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