Monday, October 26, 2015

Gogo's Back

As I climbed on Gogo's back 
I found a place for me to sleep  
I have a long tradition to track 
And all these great gifts to keep 

As I wake up to have a snack 
I look for milk for me to seep 
I have lots of milk for mum to pack 
And all these bottles for me to sweep

As I want my milk for dad to unpack 
I really don't care if he's fast asleep
I even don't care if what I see isn't all black 
Let me stop this poem before I go too deep

Gogo's Back 

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