The Naughty Screw
I stepped on a screw, whew!
I went to the doctor,
And got a lecture (with the shot)
I got a lot
Which I sought not.
The doctor was from Turkey
And I was not at all perky.
I did cry.
I did sigh.
But now I could shout,
Because they got it out!
2 comments:
Tell Bekah I liked her poem. She is Grandma #2. ;)
Gramma liked her poem, too. Hope that foot is all better! Love every one of you very muchly!
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