A Scorpion is a Scorpion
Sammy Scorpion decided to go straight
I will not sting anymore.
His daddy said “Just wait!”
Sammy was resolved to not hurt any being.
Watching the animals while they were water skiing.
How is it going? Asked Dad who had been around.
Great! I have not stung anything square or round.
Just then an annoying pest came sneaking up.
Sammy took a bite and swallowed him way up.
That’s not stinging! He said in his defense.
His father rolled his eyes, words he did not mince.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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