Floss…
This monkey does floss,
Afterwards in the trash he does toss,
His used floss and he does so without loss,
I think this monkey should play lacrosse…
His smile so bright,
Humans should see the light,
He loves to smile; this monkey does with delight,
Treating everyone he does meet with total polite…
His dentist must be quite happy,
His teeth look like they are not crappie,
I know this poem is a bit sappy,
But what can you do when your muse does take a crappie…?
© ed ~ 11/22/04
Ron
Give it a good old smacky!!
Was that sappy lips or his double??
Love Tinka
HA! HA! very funny. * laughing histerically * I wonder who fell off the branch ? You're quite the card. Thanks I needed that laugh.