Shirley Hawkins Poet Light Verse

Copy Me

When I count up to three
Stand up straight and copy me
Clap your hands
Now touch your toes
Wiggle your bum
Then hold your nose
Place your hands on your hips
Blink your eyes and lick your lips
Shape your mouth into a grin
Shout hurrah and rub your chin
Now sit down on the floor
Wave goodbye
There is no more

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L Milton Hankins October 30, 2021 at 8:32 PM Ah, I see. The problem is I can neither touch my toes nor sit on the floor. I love the idea, however. In fact, I should write a formula I CAN do in its entirety. Thanks for the suggestion, Shirley.

Chris Green November 11, 2019 at 5:04 PM That was fun. : ) Shirley Hawkins November 14, 2019 at 12:46 AM Thank you so much for looking at my Rhymes, you gave me the idea to write about pulling the wool over someone's eyes Here Goes ...