My Mother Punctured My Eyes By a Fork
My mother punctured my eyes by a fork,
To prevent me to find a jam on the shelf.
I could not read tales, but I'm not to squawk
Because, I sniff better and hear much well !
Copyright © Alex Klugman | Year Posted 2017
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