Thursday, July 8, 2010

The Goop

The Goops they lick their fingers
And the Goops they lick their knives
They spill their broth on the tablecloth
Oh they lead untidy lives!
The Goops they talk while eating,
And loud and fast they chew;
And that is why I'm glad that I
Am not a Goop, are you?

Gillette Burgess

1 comment:

MandyE (Twin Trials and Triumphs) said...

Just by chance, I read the poem before I scrolled down far enough to see the's perfect!

And I like the new header picture, too!


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