Thursday, May 28, 2009

Puppy Poetry: That Icky Medicine!

My medicine is really gross.
I wouldn't lie to you.
I always try to spit it out...
That nasty, nasty goo!

I don't believe my mom
(She says it tastes like chicken).
It's supposed to make me better...
But it only serves to sicken!

1 comment:

Katie said...

Who knew Lexi was such a poet?