An old adage!

An old adage!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Two I's met
fell in love,
got married,
and became we.
Then one day,
I wanted a divorce,
the other I died 
never to we again.
You think that's bad
spare a thought
for Winnie the Pooh.
He got married, divorced,
she took the Pooh,
he passed away.
Remember the old adage-
if you don't pooh you die.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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"and he had that honey jar stuck on his nose" to boot...
poor winnie...poor we...now just a "used to be"---

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

Thanks for reading my scribbles Jacob.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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