A Mocha Popsicle
Our backyard is a doggie toilet, how free that must feel
Asked Annie, she barked, “woof woof my hooha's congealed”
Youse guys don't know
When pooping in the snow
Freezes half way down, a mocha popsicle appeal
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2017
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