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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