Over the fence Published January 23, 2018 by suprusr 0 251 Over the fence- Strawberries-grow- Over the fence- I could climb-if I tried, I know- Berries are nice! But-if I stained my Apron- God would certainly scold! Oh, dear,-I guess if He were a Boy- He’d-climb-if He could! Related posts: It sifts from Leaden Sieves A Little Dog That Wags His Tail The dying need but little, dear,– The Black Berry-wears a Thorn in his side suprusr Published in Poems
