poem by Brian

I wrote this while the girls were getting ready for bed. I think I was a bit harried.

clean your toes
put on your nose
wipe your clothes
as the wind blows
and the cabbage rows
of great green grows

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  1. Melissa

    I wanted to laugh at this… but it just isn’t funny anymore when that’s how my mind sounds allllll the time!!!! 😉

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