Herbet


Herbet loves his sherbet when it fizzes on his tongue,
Like a million minute people celebrating with a song!
But Herbet loves it too much and he gulps it far too quick,
So it oozes from his ears and nose and leaves him feeling sick!

Herbet loves his sherbet when it fizzes on his tongue,
Like a million minute people celebrating with a song!
But Herbet loves it too much and he gulps it far too quick,
So it oozes from his ears and nose and leaves him feeling sick!

©2005 Gareth Lancaster

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On 22/04/2013 at 16:16 GMT alex from indiana wrote:

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On 17/01/2007 at 17:34 GMT evan from ohio wrote:

"i liked this poem alot because it was silly. It had long lines but the poem altogether was short. "

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