Mike Martin Poet Ode

Cousin Flo

Windy and her cousin Flo
Went down to the rodeo

The cows were walking on the moon
They hadn't seen the crack of noon

Floyd got his fiddle out
They danced the night away

I can't remember anything
I don't know what to say

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Jill Spagnola October 14, 2015 at 7:37 PM Adorable! Might we look for Flo with the dish or the spoon? Cheers to your comic cousin and your portrayal of her :), jill