Sunday, January 27, 2013

Ned the Newt, An Original Poem

Ned the Newt

Ned the Newt was quite the snoot
He loved to laugh and linger
Didn't he mind the use of his time?
He didn't, and that's why he faltered
Around he would go
Poking his nose
In places he shouldn't have bothered
He gossiped and teased
With the wind and the breeze
Until he had no friends at all

~ Sarah Stufflebeam

No comments:

Post a Comment