poem by: Rhys Aquinas
Written on Oct 25, 2017

Don't roll your eyes at me
I've got a good mind to keep them
But then you'd struggle to see
So I'd better give them back

But when you throw me those dirty looks
I'll just drop them on the floor
Why don't you wash that face
There's towels by the door


Tags: Humor,

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Frank byrne commented on Oct 25, 2017 at 3:11pm
Funny, clever little poem it...


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