Saturday, June 23, 2007

Doing his poem
WHEN YOUR SUCKER STICKS

My sucker stuck to my sweater.
My sucker stuck in my hair.
Mum had to get the scissors
to cut it out of there.

All because of my sucker
there's a bald spot on my head.

To tell the truth
I'd rather have that sucker
stuck insead.

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