A poem from my childhood, illustrated (kinda)
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy, was 'e
Shira's Shot, Wednesday, September 30, 2009
I hope the fuzziness of the flowers is visible.
This will probably be my last floral hurrah until next spring, now that it's officially, Jewishly, fall.
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy, was 'e
Shira's Shot, Wednesday, September 30, 2009
I hope the fuzziness of the flowers is visible.
This will probably be my last floral hurrah until next spring, now that it's officially, Jewishly, fall.
posted by Shira Salamone at 8:27 AM
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