June Ellen Smith Poet Rhyme

I'Ll Be

I'll be a monkey's knuckle,
Then maybe he'll be my uncle.

His aunt ate lice, ain't that nice!

I'll be the tallest tree I can find.
I'll be shade for those, be kind.

I'll be a lemon bush, crush
My tomatoes, don't you rush!

Slowly simmer me into sauce.
I'll be supper, you be the boss.

Then bossy I will be, in my tree -
Playing with my knuckled monkey.

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Jared Pickett February 25, 2010 at 8:16 AM Spaghetti??? My absolute favorite.... I make one heck of a meal.... Garlic bread with parm cheese.... You have made me extremely hungry.... Good work my friend....:JP]