Robin yelped and shuddered and cried, This rain
It’s causing me horrible pain
Rosy, the girl from down the lane
Said to stop it, wimp, there’s no cause to complain
Bill the snail, slip-sliding along
On the wet ground
Claimed the rain softened the prickles
Said, Them pins do me no harm, just tickles
They really do tickle… Nice piece 👍
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I like writing fun
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I like this Crispina
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Thank you, Willow. Sometimes I can’t help being silly
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Very clever!
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Years of making up silly rhymes for my kids!
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Love your poem Crispina
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Thank you , Sadje. I like writing sillies
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I love this verse – so much fun 😀
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Thank you. Hit the right note
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