I’ll get one tomorrow – Recommended Poem

 


 
Barber, barber, come and get me;
Hairy torrents irk and fret me.
Hair and hair again appears;
And climbs like ivy round my ears.
Hair across my collar gambols;
Down my neck it wayward ambles.
Ever down it trip it tickles;
Yes, where it trips it tickles.

Silly Poems and Rhymes #82 – A flea and a fly

 

!Note – Edited by Lynne Hand for a session (sorry Ogden)

A flea and a fly flew in a flue.
“We’re” imprisoned, they said, but what could they do?
And they thought that they might catch the flu.

Said the fly, “let us flee!”
“Let us fly!” said the flea.
So they flew through a flaw in the flue.

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