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More Than Peanut Buttercup Reeses

I can see why the lady asked As the eldest is Dark The middle Blond And the baby Red The hair colour on each head I presume that is why the lady must have said Which of the 3 is your's Which was answered with a blunt pause You see he did not understand the question As all 3 girls carried his bloodline Was born to shine With 3 Differing minds Gods 3 Visions of beauty Each one a cutey These 3 girls I talk of are my nieces I love them to pieces More than peanut buttercup Reeses

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/15/2010 4:54:00 PM

It is amazing how in some families that the children are so similiar then in others hair color, size, different things can set them apart so..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work and explaining your poem ...When you explained, it easily seen..Sara

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 8/15/2010 3:46:00 PM

Chris, a very lovely and sweet poem,, cute as well, I am searching for your other poem,,enjoyed,..p.d.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 8/15/2010 3:42:00 PM

Everyone in my family is blonde with blue eyes, Chris, EXCEPT my grandmother -- jet black hair and brown eyes. I thought brown eyes were a dominant gene. Your nieces sound cuter than buttercup Reeses. As for the horse's ass comment, now I know where you've been all my life. Horses wear blinders sometimes and only see what is right in front of us. (The boys made me play the horse because I do animal sound impersonations that sound like the real thing.) Thanks for the Laugh!! Great poem!