Juan Olivarez - Rollie Pollies

Rollie Pollies under stones,
Rollie Pollies Smith and Jones.
Rollie Pollies have a million legs,
For breakfast they have ham and eggs.
No they don't grampa.
Rollie Pollies on the ground,
That is where they will be found.
All rolled up in little balls,
Never shopping at the mall.
Never really?
Rollie Pollies in the plants,
They never could sing, no they can't! !
They love soccer though, you can tell,
But they never learned to spell.
How come?
Rollie Pollies I do declare,
They don't make good table fare.
They are so tiny, and taste like beans,
Those tiny little Crus Ta Ceans.
Taste bad.

8/5/14
ALTON TEXAS

Juan Olivarez

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