A Jolly Fisherman
Jolly Bill had many old tall boats, like my many big bowls for hot oats. He loved to sail the blue seas, I sailed my bathtub washing my knees. Jolly Bill has a huge laugh, once it scared a wild giraffe. Jolly Bill likes to fish everyday, even if the bright blue sky is turning gray. He loves to catch fish to eat, fresh grilled fish is a real treat. It is now time to say good-night, Jolly Bill give me a kiss and turn off the light.
Date Written: 8/17/2022
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2022
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