Strawberry Mary loves to do peoples’ hairy,
Peoples’ hairy is what she loves to do.
The only strawberry that Mary won’t eat,
Is a strawberry that is not quite clean and neat
yes, that is a strawberry that even Mary won’t eat.
She has a cat, that she can pat,
And when she pats he says “mew.”
A poem writen for my strawberry loving,kitten petting sister Musical for her birthday.
quote: T.T. asked mama if his cereal was old or not
TT:”oh”(with sad look on his face)
Mama:”it’s slightly aged”
TT:(confused)”Mama, first you said ‘it’s old’ then you said ‘it’s lightly edged’!”