December 23, 2010

I Farted On Santa's Lap Now Christmas is Gonna Stink For Me!

For all mt ABDL friends and diaper lovers: Mom made beans for dinner, I know I ate ’em all Said, “Come get your coat on, goin’ to the mall.” Gonna visit Santa and sit upon his knee But all that I could think about was how not to cut the cheese. Waiting there for Santa, thought that I’d explode The gas bubble grew bigger with every ho-ho-ho Tried my best to hide it, thought I was doin’ swell But when I sat down on Santa’s lap, he hollered, “What’s that […]
June 23, 2010

To My Grandmother

All the things you used to do Cooking dinner on Sunday Making homemade stew Sitting for hours Telling us tales Of how poor Jonah Was swallowed by the whale Working in your garden Pulling all the weeds Wiping sweat from your brow And gently planting seeds You are a special Grandma One that we adore You taught us right from wrong And so very much more. Grandma I remember When you would sing a song You would encourage Us all to sing along And you would sit and rock And […]
May 23, 2010

Don't Ever Ask A Centipede

Don't ever ask a centipede to play a game of soccer. Remember, he has 50 pairs of sneakers in his locker. He dribbles 50 soccer balls with 50 pairs of shoes, and kicks them all concurrently. He doesn't often lose. He's such a fierce competitor that, if you ever meet, at first you'll see his hundred legs and then you'll see defeat. *giggles* Isn't that a cute poem? Jenna 1-888-430-2010
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