Now gather 'round and you will hear
Of the magical body part called the ear
It's soft and fuzzy . . . with fur that's so fine
I'm thinking this trait may just be mine
Nonetheless, I lift it up just so
And Voila! I detect a car shift to GO
Bring it forward and lo and behold
I have a look that's good as gold
Flip over so my ear flies o'en like that
And I take on a look sorta like a bat
4 comments:
Great poem Noodles!
hugs
Mr Bailey, Hazel & Mabel
BOL that ear is something else
Lily & Edward
LOL! Adorable!
Cute poem, Noodles! I'm glad you omitted the part about when ears get stinky and filled with gunk (maybe that's just me)...I hate getting them cleaned but I have to admit they feel so much better afterwards!
-Love,
Sid.
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