I Have Some Nits to Pick!
Not Once Have I Sprung Out
of Bed!
Though Springing’s How I’ve
Heard It Said!
And Jump Into the Shower …
Please!
I Toe Temp Test With My
Piggies!
In School, While I May Raise
My Hand,
I Never Raise a Ruckus! And
I’m Not Even Sure That I Should!
Is Ruckus Raising All That
Good?
Nothing Sadder Than a Sick
Pup!
But Why Do We Say They Threw
Up?
If Pups Ever Really Did
That,
My Ceiling Fan Would Spread That
Splat!
If Our Language is So Exact
Why’s Imperfection Such a
Fact?
Does My Nit~Picking Drive
You Nuts?
No Drive Golfers, Just Real
Short Putts!
We Can Land a Man on the
Moon!
You Think We’ll Learn Our
Language Soon?
Instead We Drive on a
Parkway,
Reach Home, Then Park in Our
Drive Way!
Oh Bother!
Your
Grampa Sure Loves Y’All!
Love~Grampa
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