My blanket

Hai
Here goes another poem
My blanket
On the bed lies a blanket
A long cozy comfy blanket
When all day long it pours
And the night is very cold
It’s the warmest thing- the cozy blanket



Farmer's Son

Hia,
Here’s the next “pome”
The farmer’s son

Down the valley filled with fun
Staring at birds and bees that hum
He’s the one the mischievous one
Barking back at dogs for fun
He’s the one who whistles that sound
That attracts all the cats and hounds
He purrs and barks and roars and neighs
Surprising all the people in his way
He’s the one with [...]