A little bit of sunshine does you good...
After being sooo cooold, this nice weather has moved me to write a poem...
If you like it, let me know and I'll write some more - if you don't - I won't!
Well, here goes - hrrummmp urrmp! [me clearing my throat, sorry]
"When the sun is up high in the sky,
I don't put on sun oil and fry,
It's not that it's baddish,
to go red as a raddish,
It's just that it's icky -
And it makes my fur sticky." | |
