Look at those ears!
He's just like the little girl in the poem my mother used to say was about me.
There once was a girl who had a little curl
right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good, she was very very good
but when she was bad she was horrid.
posted by JuliaR @ 7:22 p.m.
2 Comments:
They know when they've been bad. Oh yes. They know.
It's just too bad that they don't usually know WHY you are upset with them!
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