Do you know what's three inches long and hairy
With goggle eyes and funny, goofy teeth?
Its odour is quite extra-ordinary
It's feared from Timbukhtu to Haywards Heath
There may be things more ugly, but I doubt it
Its legs are green, its body's dirty black
And normally I wouldn't talk about it
It's just that there's one crawling up your back
4 comments:
Nice verse!
I have written two poems imitating your descriptive style. Do grace them.
Nice...
does it have a meaning I have missed?
Tanuj: Meaning? Have you ever known me to write anything meaningful?
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