Poems from Wabba Bobbafett
Mama goose stared
at the odd-looking egg
plain, white and small
Which end was its head?
It hatched early on
when the mist was still dew
a...
Mama goose stared
at the odd-looking egg
plain, white and small
Which end was its head?
It hatched early on
when the mist was still dew
a...