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When Nature Calls (Hudibrastics)
In the wrong place, when nature calls
Can't walk, have to run, then I fall.
Across the floor, into the wall
Don't like it one bit, not at all.
I bruise my tush and then I bawl
I can't stand up, I have to crawl.
I really feel like a meatball
When out on the floor, I do sprawl.
Don't like it one bit, not at all
In the wrong place, when nature calls.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Nov.1/2005
Trying a different form, using all the same end rhyme. :o)
Lots of fun. ;o)
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When Nature Calls (Hudibrastics)
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