There was a young troll called Pat,
Who thought she was just plastic tat
But with a heart full of hope
And a bucket of soap,
She now grins like a Cheshire cat.
This moment I'm filling with sorrow
As I know she was only to borrow
But she's now my best mate
And I'm in a right state
As she's going to market tomorrow.
Crafty ways make sad days
EE xx
All l'm gonna say is....
ReplyDeleteMake sure she goes to a 'good' home...
Not some run down, smelly place with a
dog....Yuk!
So, before you part with her, make sure
you check the customer's CV. HeHe!
'Nuff Said'. :>).
Pat has scrubbed up good as new
ReplyDeleteParting will be hard for you
Who thought that you would have a yearning
For a face that's alway gurning! (Not sure if I have spelt gurning correctly!) x
Oh I just adore little Pat. I can understand how you would love to keep her E.E. I agree with Willie, make sure she goes to a good home :-) When my sons were younger they used to give their trolls baths just like you have done in photo two :-)
ReplyDeleteI used to have a Pat, when I was little, bought back lots of lovely memories.
ReplyDeleteJacqui x