Kim Stone Poet Rhyme

Mops

My mop and I have a long history,
     Some of it fun,
     Some of it misery.

     Riding around town making horsey sounds,
     Turning you upside down,
     Look what a friend I've found!

     Sailing with grace over land and sea,
     Just my mop and I,
     Always free.

     Then there was the time,
     Mop and I braided our locks,
     Took three hours to disassemble our flocks!

     Oh what fun we had,
     Till mom came by,
     My friend had to wash the floor you see!

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