Childish Memories

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Jack is nimble,
Small as a thimble,
Just like his friend Tom,
Whose last name goes by Thumb.

Raining cats and dog,
Better than warts and hogs.
Though rain won’t go away,
Thinking of Rebecca’s sunny day.

Still with hundreds of kids
All crammed in a Keds,
That old woman makes enough soup
To last until they droop.

He goes by Rumpelstiltskin
With such an evil grin,
He’s known to be mischievous
And can be so devious.

Tales so wondrous,
Fond memories
Of my friends,
Invisibles and pretends.

18 thoughts on “Childish Memories

  1. OH! Love this post! I just followed you! Would love to connect with you! I’m Chy from Her Lost Mango! Nice to meet you! I just posted my Switzerland and Amsterdam trip! Paris, Italy and London is going to be up too! Some of my Europe trip is up now! I just posted too my favorite fashion pieces too. Hope to hear from you! XOXO lovelots! – Chy


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