Edith O'toole Poem by Phil Soar

Edith O'toole



Edith O'Toole was a bit of a fool
She spent all day long on the bog
And one day while she sat
She was scratched by a cat
And her poo just resembled a log!

Wednesday, October 21, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 21 October 2020

She was scratched by a cat. We now imagine what might be the situation. This poem is amazingly presented.

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