Five Fun Footles For Contest
Take dog
for jog
He pass
In grass
Made mess
Confess
This queen
Not clean.
The guide
He cried
Hey you
Clean poop
No way
I say
He rush
To fuss
Now poop
on boot.
Ah shoot
My boot.
Oh well
do tell.
It's clean
off green.
June 8, 2015
Copyright © Daisy Marie Yant | Year Posted 2015
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