The Amazing Pyott Boone Flying Rock

Katrina

Watch out or that flying rock,
Heck it almost gave me a big knot.
I swear it wasn’t from a cow,
But I’m not gonna worry about it now.
I’m just sittin’ there doin’ my work,
And I thought that someone was being a jerk.
That’s when it happened, a rock hit me in the head,
Man oh man, now all I wanna do is go to bed.
Poor Evelyn thought it was Mary,
But I think it was an invisible fairy.
I looked down at my shoe,
And found a really big clue.
Oh my lord what do I do,
I didn’t hear and cows moo.
It was a rock the size of a pea,
Oh how unhappy that made me.

  • Author: Katrina (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 4th, 2011 19:50
  • Category: Unclassified
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