Gatsby Is a Poet and He Don’t Even Know It

Gatsby sat outside in the snow and got all contemplative this week.

Gatsby Contemplative

And he started thinking about being creative.  So he wrote you all a poem:

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Tennis balls are cool

And so are you.


Gatsby Tired

And now Gatsby is spent (and obviously he needs some practice writing poetry).  Happy Friday.  Have a good weekend. –June


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