The Green Kids were recently arguing about whether poems need to rhyme. So I interjected: "Hey guys, listen to my poem: "Roses are red, "violets are blue, "Some poems rhyme, "but some don't." Without missing a beat, Levi Green retorts: "Hey Tatty, wanna hear my poem?
From the Mouths of Babes, part 2
From the Mouths of Babes, part 2
From the Mouths of Babes, part 2
The Green Kids were recently arguing about whether poems need to rhyme. So I interjected: "Hey guys, listen to my poem: "Roses are red, "violets are blue, "Some poems rhyme, "but some don't." Without missing a beat, Levi Green retorts: "Hey Tatty, wanna hear my poem?