On a recent post, I admitted to not being able to understand poetry.
That was until Kronk stopped by and gave me glowing praise on a
little item that I had written.
I began to think that perhaps, just perhaps, I might not be as bad as I had thought.
Now I could write timeless pieces that ranked with the masters of the genre.
Prepare to be thrilled.
There once was a girl from Toledo
who would wander around in a Speedo
When asked why she did it,
well, she wouldn't admit it
But I got a good look just the same.
Don't forget to send Kronk a thank~you note for being such an inspiration to me