A philisophical question from my then 3 year old grandson McKinley Patton Rhodes
and attempts to shock my senses
I told my little grandson
there could be consequenses
His three year old mind
took that as a dare
and launched into a recitation
of potty word fare
Coming from a cherub face
made it so much more amusing
And trying not to laugh at him
was an effort I was losing
I was cackling like a hen
who had to fly the coop
when Mac looked at me and asked,
"Why do people with wrinkled up faces
like to hear me say poop?"
Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
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Written on 2010-02-03 at 06:55
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Now There's A Question!
After laughing at his anticsand attempts to shock my senses
I told my little grandson
there could be consequenses
His three year old mind
took that as a dare
and launched into a recitation
of potty word fare
Coming from a cherub face
made it so much more amusing
And trying not to laugh at him
was an effort I was losing
I was cackling like a hen
who had to fly the coop
when Mac looked at me and asked,
"Why do people with wrinkled up faces
like to hear me say poop?"
Poetry by Phyllis J. Rhodes
Read 668 times
Written on 2010-02-03 at 06:55
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