The other morning I wake up, wander into the living room, and see this:
Turkeys on the doorstep.
And then I go and open the front door, to let more light in, and who's there?
Mr. Squirrel.
No, you can't come in. None of you.
The other morning I wake up, wander into the living room, and see this:
Turkeys on the doorstep.
And then I go and open the front door, to let more light in, and who's there?
Mr. Squirrel.
No, you can't come in. None of you.
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