It's Snow Joke
Go to bed, Joe growled at me
Joe, I said why can’t you see
Dough like lead, need urgently -
No brown bread for today’s tea!
Bro called Fred runs bakery
Snow wide spread, he’ll close at three
Toe goes dead when it’s icy
So I’ll tread quite carefully!
Triple Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Beth Evans
07/01/20
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