daddy potato head was using his hoe
Daddy potato head was using his hoe in a wicked way
Chopping up parsley and rhubarb, throwing it past Monday
Tuesday did not like it, it is shriveled and dried up he said.
Daddy Potato head did not realize he was making them dead.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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