Buh Buh Buh

TISSLER, TISSLER
SHELAYLA SPOKE TO
ASK HER SISTER.
TISSLER IS THE FOOD
STOWBOUGHT?
TISSLER REPLIED, WITH A SPARKLE
IN HER EYE, NO SISTER
IT ISN'T STOWBOUGHT.
SHELAYLA SAID, SCRATCHING HER HEAD
WHERE DID THESE PRODUCTS COME FROM.
TISSLER REPLIED WITH THAT LOOK IN HER EYES
AND TOLD SHELAYLA WHERE THEY WERE FROM.
THE GARDEN, HONEY.
THAT'S WERE THEIR FROM.
THESE FOODS AREN'T STOWBOUGHT.
I SOWED THE SEEDS,
AND PICKED THE LEAVES.
KNOW OF THESE ITEMS ARE STOWBOUGHT.
PICCO, COOKS FOR SHELAYLA,
AND SHELAYLA LIKE IT.
BUT SHELAYLA THOUGHT THE ITEMS WERE STOWBOUGHT.
TISSLER HAS A GARDEN. A BEAUTIFUL BIG GARDEN.
AND KNOWN OF HER ITEMS ARE STOWBOUGHT!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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