Tonight's Poet Corner: Ungrateful Grandchild
Ungrateful Grandchild
by Belinda Roddie
There was an old lady who
bought me a present. The
present was itchy and hot. So
the lady is my grandma, and
the gift is a sweater. I'll
tell her I'm gonna wear it.
I'm not.
by Belinda Roddie
There was an old lady who
bought me a present. The
present was itchy and hot. So
the lady is my grandma, and
the gift is a sweater. I'll
tell her I'm gonna wear it.
I'm not.
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