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When Grandma Drank the Koolaid

At play one day we saw grandma. We took a look. She’d made kool-aid. She sipped. It dripped onto each shoe. Dispose of those! Her dress - a mess! The stain - her bane. I guess her dress no doubt’s thrown out.

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Janice Canerdy

Date: 8/23/2023 6:56:00 AM

CONGRATS on your win in Brian's contest with this creative piece, Andrea!

Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/22/2023 3:04:00 AM

Andrea, for sure that Kool-Aide can stain. LOL..Also as we get older, for some reason, we spill things on our clothes more often. Another reason growing old is not for sissies. Thanks for sharing this creative one with us and for dropping by. Sara

Sotto Poet

Date: 8/20/2023 11:54:00 AM

Great Footle tale, Andrea, you're an expert in crafting such long and creative footles.

Tom Woody

Date: 8/20/2023 11:49:00 AM

I'm guessing she drank cherry? Lemon might have been the better choice if Nana has eating issues. Cute poem

Jan Allison

Date: 8/20/2023 11:43:00 AM

lovely string of footles. i do love this fun form especially when they have exact rhyme, have seen some in the past that are not true to the form but hey ho what do i know lol:-) hugs Jan xx

David Fisher

Date: 8/20/2023 11:30:00 AM

Great title, and such a fun footle story!