(You must burp each time you read the word BURP in this poem!)
I’m Twindelton Twerp, I’m King of the Burp;
Folks come from near and from far.
They pay in advance, all for the chance
To meet a real burping star.
I burp so loudly, I burp so proudly,
I live for the cheers and stares.
I burp at churches and talent searches,
At festivals and at fairs.
I burp for birthdays, Easters and Earthdays,
Anybody can hire me.
I burp so wondrous, so strong and thunderous;
They can’t help but admire me!
I get lots of cards and fancy awards,
And they all agree I’m great!
I’m Twindelton Twerp and I love to burp!
So why can’t I get a date?
From the book: 'A Woolly Mammoth on Amelia Street: Read Aloud Poems4Kids' By: Todd St. Pierre
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