DAY TWO

Today’s poem is my very first attempt at a limerick. Let me know what you think!

BUTTER

She craved its buttery taste above others.

It drips down to her toes,

This causes her woes,

When she slips in a buttery puddle.

Leave a comment

I’m Sherri Winston

Welcome to Voteforcupcakes, my very own blog. I’m here to discuss books, reading, writing and musings about the world we live in. Grab a cup of tea and join me!

Let’s connect