Oh, what a horrible, corrible girl I am
I think, and I think, and think.
And worst of all, I think, wink, and stink.
And that's why Lola and Pola refuse to drink
Coca-cola in my pool.
Oh, how I wish they would come over.
I would promise not to invite Rover!
But then again, they hate my lucky pen,
and that's why Lola and Pola refuse to drink
Coca-cola in my pool!
By Lydia Kate Chappell Deckert
lydia, you made me thirsty.
ReplyDeletelydia you are so creative! you made ME thirsty! here is a poem I wrote for you guys.
ReplyDeleteIn the stars I see chapel-dekert guys. In the night I want to see chapel-dekerts not flys.
I hope you like my peom.
love maggie