Guenie, you never are crotchety
To me, you're always top-notch-ety
If we were still twenty-one
Hand-in-hand 'neath the sun
We'd be playing a game of hopscotch-ety !
Leni/MinuteGal
(...just more nonsense rhyme from FR's self-appointed Poet Laureate-ette !)
LOL!!!!!!
You’re a Peach!
Hugs!