JasonA Poem by john l smithmoppinHasten Jason was the call But Jason had a serious stall He’d dropped mop and all Just further up the hall
He’d stopped at ‘that’ spot To sip back a wee shot But one was not all he got Cuz Jason was a sot
Even two would not do Soon Jason was all through His head slipped to’ard his shoe No moppin now would Jason do © 2019 john l smithAuthor's Note
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