Moh'gan O'Moh'gan, you are so silly
Moh'gan O'Moh'gan, how you hate Billy (gilman that is)
Moh'gan O'Moh'gan, you like to play wormy
Moh'gan O'Moh'gan, your puppy is squirmy
Moh'gan O'Moh'gan, you bottle feed Uno
Moh'gan O'Moh'gan, there's no rhyme to Uno
Moh'gan O'Moh'gan, you had some teeth pulled
Moh'gan O'Moh'gan, on the drugs you'll be fooled (I know that doesn't rhyme but thats ok)
Moh'gan O'Moh'gan, you know your fate
Moh'gan O'Moh'gan, you are so great!
Ok, that is a poem for Morgan, who is a coworker and of course, center of the universe.
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2 comments:
I'm glad to see you recognize that I am the center of the universe.
Love the poem!
Hi Meg, I wondered if you still came online so thought i would check your blog. Not spoken in longgggggggggg time. Hopefully speak soon.
Jo
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