The QuestionA Poem by karmaxAn unanswered question from the mouth of a babe...I've answered questions From a seven year olds mouth Questions on spur of the moment And then it stumped me, just one comment
Why do birds fly south in winter? How do you get out a splinter? Why are clouds so fluffy? How come my pillows soft and puffy?
Mommy, why is the sky so blue? How do I tie my shoe? How much is two dimes and a nickel? How come we laugh when being tickled?
But one thing I don't know the answer When asked this question, my mouth it did shut Mommy, why don't dog's have to wipe there butt?
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