Written by: Pasang Doma Sherpa - 30019, Grade VII
Posted on: 12 June, 2024
Poor little Lou,
Was such a fool,
Who forgot to tie her shoe,
And lost her hat made of wool.
Always asking questions, why?
Along with questions, what? And where?
With her laces flying high,
And bubble gum stuck in her hair.
Always running here and there,
Tripping around everywhere,
Jumping over trees and bees,
Always screaming, “Hey you, freeze.”
Always the same,
Even as a young dame,
Yet had no shame,
And showed off her fame.
So old and weary,
She is now,
Along with her legs so hairy,
And still asking questions, how?
