Tuesday, 13 December 2011

100 Challenge - 16. Spit

Yes this is a poem. My kind of poem. I honestly don't understand poetry, all I know is it either rhymes or it don't, it's all the same (My English Lit. teacher will be so proud!)

So this is what I came up with for Spit...Honestly, it's a silly theme




16. Spit
There was a young lad,
Who used to spit on his Dad.
The kid’s Father got mad,
Told the boy it was bad
But the brat just laughed like he was glad.




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