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
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:
Just by chance, I read the poem before I scrolled down far enough to see the picture...it's perfect!
And I like the new header picture, too!
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