BOYS AND GIRLS
by Auntie Flamingo
Boys make noise. Drums they smash.
Play with cars and make them crash.
Girls love curls and frilly things.
Squeals of joy for diamond rings.
Parents groan with heads that ache
From all the racket children make.
Friday, July 17, 2009
A Poem: Boys And Girls
Time for a quick poem.
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4 comments:
Cute poem and it's very accurate.
Thanks Jennifer,
My son and the neighbour kids were playing at our place and even though I was up stairs I could here them all. That poem pretty much describes the day. Of course I know not ALL boys or girls act in the manner it was just what I observed that day.
Thanks for stopping by.
I like your poem!
Thanks Janet. I love feedback on my poems. Thanks for reading.
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