In 'Lost & Found' on Facebook someone presented a photograph of a pair of shoes, that had been tied together, and then thrown up into a tree. So I wrote this poem about them.
Spring Brings Fling
Spring will bring out a juvenile thought
To fling a thing like two shoes aloft,
Something normally found upon the ground
Is now in branches bound and uneasily downed.
But now the birds can groom it best
As a robin builds a fancy two room nest.
She just must remember not to untie the knot
Or her young could fall and die for naught.
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That is a poem with SOLE Mr ESB . . . . . . . . .HAH AH HA HA hah ah ah ah ah ah ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha hah ah ah ah ahha ha ha ha.
Sorry it was Booty-full HAH AHAH Aha ha ha hah ah ah ah aha h ah ah ah aha h ahahah ha ha ha
Rob: You are delightfuLLy wonderfuLLy siLLy and aDD more humoUr to a delightful day. Thanks for the laughter you provide, I think about you often and smile.
I like it.
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