Message: Here is one funny memory... True story! Poem: ~ Trick or Treat ~ Poet: marlys |
Message: Fall all who take a peek...every last word here is the utter truth... And now he is a strapping 6ft 3in and lives up to his birthdate...always keeping us in stitches :O) Poem: The Bet Poet: frog_first |
Message: Enjoy Poem: Something magical Poet: starlight1 |
Message: I will try this one again since I can`t remember my children pulling any pranks. Poem: THE FIRE PLACE Poet: poetalthomas |
Message: Hi Divena...Congratulations again on winning with your poem...here is my entry into this challenge...thank you for reading in advance...Josie. Poem: The Life Of Every Party. Poet: josephine1166 |
Message: Living with my daughter and her family gives me the privilege of observing four of my grandchildren and their antics than most. They give me many reasons to smile. Love and blessings...Cherry Poem: Mouse at Loose! Poet: cherrykc |
Message: This is a true tale. This same boy, also souped up my blender and once tried to revive his hamster by using my boat battery! Poem: Chris and the Lawnmower Poet: ew_richardson |
Message: Not sure if this is funny enough, Fingers crossed though. Thank you to anyone who reads and coments in advance. David Poem: Crunchula Poet: david_harris |
Message: Hope you enjoy this one about my daughter. I love her dearly, she is such a blessing to me and her dad. Poem: My Daughters Favorite Thing Poet: tnlinda |
Message: This is more story then poem but just maybe it will make you smile, i will vouch for it being true, i was there Poem: Daddy, what happened to your nose? Poet: jollynoblefrog |
Message: This was a true story that just came to mind..please enjoy it..Diane Poem: Fettish For Fur Poet: white_diamond |
Message: This is a true story about my granddaughter when she was three, her picture is in the background, She is now 16.Hope you enjoy. Poem: NO Footballs Please Poet: libra |
Message: Poem: A Walmart Special Story Poet: george_langley |
Message: This is a true story that all four of my children, even the youngest (the victim still love to repeat often to my chagrin. April Poem: Sibling Sonnet Poet: sweetfeed |