Friday, March 03, 2006
To While Away The Hours
You will all be pleased to hear that Gerald is much better now. However, the cartoons are not available, since I am currently away from my paper and pen. Instead, I thought I would write a short poem:

Gerald the sheep was ill one day
He lay in bed, he ate no hay.
He could not stay awake at all
He ignored his friends, when they came to call
He just lay there still, all on his own
He watched TV, played games on his phone.
But suddenly he feels all bright and hearty
And invites his friends to a lovely party.

The End

Anonymous Anonymous said...
Do sheep eat hay?

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