
Things look bad around this ol' world Nothin like when I was a little girl Had no problems, was Just a little brat Playing around with my little ol’ catI got in trouble for jumping in a puddle Fun improper words I'd sometimes muddle I got a few spankings so on a cushion I sat It didn't matter long as I had my little ol' cat
Author Eileen Clark
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Thanks for sharing your writing. Anita
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What a cute folksy poem. It’s a perfect match for the picture!
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Thank you Mae. :I enjoy searching for just the right image, I know as soon as the right one comes up.
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Such a delightful poem, Eileen. A perfect pairing with the image.
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Good morning Eugenia, thank you. 🙂
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Most welcome, Eileen.
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