The Igloo Poem by Phil Soar

The Igloo



A friend once built an igloo
He lived in it a while
He was all aglow, an Eskimo
And he always made me smile
He had a way of making fun
Of everyone he knew
They all thought he was number one
Living in his own Igloo

Wednesday, May 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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