Sassy Molassy Poem by John W. McEwers

Sassy Molassy



She's sticky o so sticky
on my fingers when I'm dippin'
in the jar
of that sassy Miss Molassy.
But I can't have too much
or I'll get a rush-
sugar rush.
And I'll have to wait till tomorrow for more of my lassie

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John W. McEwers

John W. McEwers

Nova Scotia, Halifax
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