There are about five posts
backed up on the conveyor belt in my brain
like chocolates in an I Love Lucy Episode.
Where to begin?
How about with a few chuckles.
The other day Jonah boy was enjoying a bit of time A'natural.
He tooted. Loud.
He tooted. Loud.
Suddenly, he spun around to look behind him on the floor,
searching for what he assumed must have
been deposited there, and asked,
" Ah poot?"
(Where's the poop?)
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