Looks like the traditional prescription of circle, circle, dot, dot is called for again.
Cooties
Poor Wendel’s got the cooties bad,
and no one will go near him.
He used to be our favorite friend,
now we avoid and fear him.
It may not be too clear to me
why cooties choose to haunt him,
or what exactly cooties are,
but I know I don’t want ’em.
Thursdays are dog days!
Author: Samuel Kent
I'm a dad who wants to share his labor of love with the world. I also happen to be an award-winning artist and poet.
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