Clumsy Ginny

Clumsy Ginny short poem

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Clumsy Ginny, hit her back,
Sliding on an icy track,
Getting up she heard a crack,
T’was a bone popped in her back.

Clumsy Ginny couldn’t walk,
Hurt so bad was hard to talk,
“Got to stay there in the bed”.
That is what the doctor said.

Ginny fell against the car,
Didn’t move it very far,
Several people heard her yell,
“I just landed on my tail.”

Ginny’s tail took such a whack,
Turned her tail both blue and black,
Still her butt is out of whack,
It’s still got a great big crack.

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Ha ha ha…very funny poem:)


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