Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Twas the night before Ashleigh day, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Nigel.

1 comment:

Marcella said...

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of BRADEN danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ASHLIEGH, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the TT there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the MARCELLA to see what was the matter.