Monday, July 29, 2024

 

SILLY POEMS

 

            A.

 

            Oh no, she wails

            My nails have snails

            with slimy trails.

            I asked for whales

            upon my nails.

            She hails her friend

            and tells the tale.

            This person failed

            to make my nails

            show beautiful scenes

            of distant sails and

            leaping whales.

 

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