Ice Dam
Who doesn't like to see a stick go over a dam. On a walk at the Coon Rapids Dam in Minnesota, we stopped to watch the ice chunks go over the dam when we caught sight of this large stick go with the flow over the dam. See what happens next!
Poem titled "Me Mudder"
In honor and tribute to all mothers. This was found on the bulletin board at my grandfathers store in Lotts Creek Iowa. Supposedly found in an old territorial prison in Yuma. -------------------------------- When my prayers were early said Who tucked me in my widdle bed And spanked my ass till it was red? Me Mudder Who lifted me from my cozy cot And set me on an ice cold pot and make me pee if I could or not? Me Mudder And when the morning light had come In my widdle crib I dribbled some who wiped my tiny little bum? Me Mudder Who did my hair so nearly part and pressed me gently to her heart and sometimes squeezed till I'd fart Me Mudder Who looked at me with eyebrows knit, and neatly had a king size fit, When in my Sunday clothes me shit Me Mudder When at night the bed did squeak, me raised me head to have a peek, who yelled at me to go to sleep Me Fadder !
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