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I hate MRS. Oleson

Poetry By: RJohnson

Tags: Humor, Poem


Submitted:Sep 3, 2011    Reads: 8    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

I hate Harriet Oleson because she was a bitch.

Somebody should've had that awful woman lynched.

She makes me so mad that the veins in my forehead start to throb.

That woman was greedy, mean and she was the world's biggest snob.

She had a spoiled brat for a daughter who was named Nellie.

But when Laura Ingalls threw hay on her, she became smelly.

If I had been MR. Oleson, I would've gotten a divorce.

His wife was so ugly, she had the face of a horse.

If I could've gotten my hands on MRS. Oleson, I would've gave her a good shake.

Every time she looked in mirrors, they were bound to break.

The Ingalls were very good people and they were also very nice.

But I wish MRS. Oleson would've had to shave her head because of lice.


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