Once upon a time,
I was spending time with my nephew.
We were hangin', as it were.
And there was this little girl who walked up,
Demurely,
And grabbed my wallet!
She ran away with all haste.
Given my advanced age,
I cried out for my nephew's help.
"Chris, stop her!!
4 comments:
The pun is all.
i am slow. I wasn't standing back far enough to see the forest.
:-)
i hope Chris stop her can read this little verse
Grandpa Chris stop her
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