Grits and Purls

Spinning yarns about the grit of life


A slew of sloths a sleuthing
Saw Sherry sipping cider
They peered around the pewter pipes
In hopes they might sit by her
But Sherry saw the sleuthing sloths
And screamed a loud shrill scream
The slew of sloths ran fast away
And had some soft ice cream

Copyright 2009 Michele Arduengo. All rights reserved.

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