365 Poems in 365 days
A collection of a daily poem over the span of one year!
Monday, April 20, 2009
Ode to Squibbles
Dear
Squibbles
, the roses are red.
My precious boy, violets are blue,
and your cage, my pet,
is
beginning
to smell like poo.
04/18/09 10:46 A.M
This poem is about my pet snake who's cage I need to clean =].
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