This has got to be one of my favorite little vignettes to gaze upon in our new home. Cozy.
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Little Author
Brussel Sprouts
and
Root Beer
Do you like brussel sprouts and root beer?
I do not like them, Lily dear.
I do not like brussel sprouts and root beer.
Would you like them in a crane?
Would you like them with a cane?
I do not like them in a crane.
I do not like them with a cane.
I do not like them here or there.
I do not like them anywhere.
I do not like brussel sprouts and root beer.
I do not like them, Lily dear.
Would you eat them in a truck?
Would you eat them with a duck?
Not in a truck.
Not with a duck.
Not in a crane.
Not with a cane.
I would not eat them here or there.
I would not eat them anywhere.
I would not eat brussel sprouts and root beer.
I do not like them, Lily dear.
Would you? Could you?
In the pool?
Eat them. Eat them.
They are cool!
I would not,
could not,
in the pool.
You may like them.
You will see.
You may like them with some tea!
I would not, could not with some tea.
Not in a pool. You let me be!
I do not like them in a crane.
I do not like them with a cane.
I do not like them in a truck.
I do not like them with a duck.
I do not like them here or there.
I do not like them anywhere.
I do not like brussel sprouts and root beer.
I do not like them, Lily dear.