I,H,T,M

It Happened to me!

Have you seen Micky
he's wet and he's sticky
he fell into a bucket of cream.
Well I laughed and guffawed
then tripped on a board
that soon wiped the smile off my face.
Now Micky's wet, still sticky I bet
but unlike me was in the right place.
Cause the bucket of cream
was only a dream
But me!
I've bruising all over my face.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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