As the cold wind roars
I hear two little snores.
Went down around the Hall
saw ladybug on the wall;
smacked it with my broom
It landed in their room.
The ladybug pretty and red
laying in the middle of their bed;
flicked it through the door
back into the hallway floor.
Oh, what a boring time
with nothing else on my mind.
So let me end all of this with goodnight;
as I lock the doors and turn off the light.
By Joan Smith
Feb 19,2011