A poem,
by Jack
We went a-walkin' in the woods,
all on a sunny day.
The leaves and trees and even birds,
watched us on our way.
The shade was cool,
the air was clean,
The path, it had been trod,
We walked, first slow
and then some fast,
upon the dampy sod.
Oh won't you come and walk with us,
as we go along our way.
When we get done,
we'll go to McDonald's,
and the tall guy will always pay!
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PS. I'm sorry that some of you could not see the video
on here the other day.
But trust me, it was really funny!
Mom is trying to sing your poem. Nutty
ReplyDeleteLily & Edward
Oh Jack - we Beaglebratz due thinkz u shood write a poetry book - that wuz most STOOPENDUS! It wuz almost like we wuz there, troddin'down that path with u an'the tall guy. Butt then we got tue that part'boutz Micky-D'z - our mom iz at werk so we can't go there. Oh well.......
ReplyDeleteShiloh'n Diva Shasta
Dear Jack you are a poet and your feet a Longfellows...so be careful where you trod or you might trip!!
ReplyDeleteHugs madi your bfff
i'm sorry jack...
ReplyDeletehere it comes... it's corny.... i know... but i just can't help myself!
you're a poet
and you know it
your feet show it
they're longfellows!
WOOF!
xo
oh good grief! LOLOL. madi's mom beat me to it! i commented and then was going to go back and read all the others. well. heck.
we're two wonderful corny followers of yours! xo
Cool woods!!
ReplyDeleteYour Pals,
Murphy & Stanley
Dear Jack,
ReplyDeleteA walk in the woods with you and the tall guy would fill my heart with joy!
And when we got to McDonald's, I'd give YOU the Happy Meal toy! :-)
(I'd also give you some of my hamburger and fries, but I couldn't make that rhyme)...
Your friend,
Nancy
Jackspeare !
ReplyDeleteYou could be a famous poet!
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