Baffroom Poetry
Hai. Dis Cosmo. Today I am introducing the offishul “Baffroom Poetry wiff Cosmo” column. Ebery week we will hab a new poem wiff a new subject. Please submit your ideas and I will pick some and make them poetical.
Today’s poem is about boops.
(inspirashun chosen by Ena Roque-Vizzini and Molly Michaela Darling Roque)
Sometimes when you’re as cute as I,
You’re peppered wiff boops until you cry.
They can’t resist, you hab to know –
So you roll wiff it, and make a show.
Boops, oh boops you tickle me
I laff so hard, I cannot see.
Tummy buttons irresistable it’s true
to stop at one is hard to do.
Boops are a dilemma indeed
Sometimes too many and sometimes too few
but the number ob boops is up to you.
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Ahwww nice <3
Boop
Beautiful!
My hoomin finks its weird dat I want to be wit her in the baffroom. The lady dog Chloe sits wif us, too. (But, I like to sniff around more) we boff run away from the water, though!. Can you do a poem about baffroom, but no baffs?
Ohhhh Cosmo. ???????????? **boop** Just a wittle one so you don’t cry.
That’s a great poem, Cosmo. I’ll read it to my ratties at bedtime.
When you have some time and are feeling inspired, how about an ode to Yogies?