Best Kah Poems

My father’s sister was a Caryl, so I was the one,
To inherit the Welch version of Carol said, KAH rill.
I thought the name was unique; it gave me a thrill,
To know I was special enough to be second to none.

First grade was hard for me...

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Who who who?
Who’s out there? Asked the frightened humans hiding inside.
It’s the mouse-kah-treaters, yelled out Mr. McBride.

We are singing for our supper, we’re on our knees!
Sang out the head mouse, Mr. Do-as-you -please.
Let them in! The kids yelled. Let them in! Let them in!

What do...

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