Another poem from the book MOXIE DAY and Family!

Art Class
 
Icky pooh, sticky glue,
stuck on me and stuck on you.
Glue in my hair, but I don't care.
It's on my face and everywhere.

My little toe's stuck to my nose.
Guess that's just the way it goes
with icky pooh, sticky glue,
stuck on me and stuck on you.

Trouble comes when we touch thumbs.
Guess we'll have to call our moms,
'cause icky pooh, sticky glue,
you're stuck to me, and me to you.
 
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