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I had a dog as skinny as a rail,
He had fleas all over his tail.
Every time his tail went flop,
The fleas
on the bottom,
All hop to the top.
Dedicated in memory of my weinie dog "Skeeter".
Written with the help of my mom, when I was 8 years old. My very first
poem. thank you mom.
Copyright and Written by Cyndi Hudson |
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BOOK OF POEMS
There is a story, behind every poem. The kind of person , who loves to write poems of her own.
A book of many pages,
A hand that loves to write. A mind that roams and wanders to heavens highest flight.
From the moon to the stars, And
from the heavens to my home. It takes a good writer to write a good poem.
CopyrightÓ & Written by Cyndi Hudson
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