6.09.2011

Whisky Frisky







Whisky, Frisky,
                                                  Hippity-hop
Up he goes
To the treetop!





Whirly, twirly,
Round and round,
Down he scampers
To the ground.






Furly, curly,
What a tail!
Tall as a feather,
Broad as a sail!




Where's his supper?
In the shell,
Snap, cracky,
Out it fell.





1 comment:

t marie said...

*smile*

Great shots and cute poem!