My Blue Shoes Poem

my blue shoes
my blue shoes
they are my new blue shoes
I love them so much
it makes me want to kiss them a lot
my new blue shoes that I got

So that is the end of my poem. But I just got one more rhyme to make: my new blue shoes are great!

Dad Is handsome

When Dad was a kid he was very handsome. And he is still handsome right now. His hair mostly. He looks good. And I love my dad so much!

How Sharp I Looked

Don't I look sharp, Dad?