That's not my Poppy

Mom sent me the picture of poppy (see below) today. He had just finished mowing the big yard on the south side of the house and was covered in dust and dirt. She just had to take a picture. When I opened it, I showed it to Meg and the first thing she said to me (in a very "matter of fact" tone of voice) was "That's not my poppy". I told her to look again...then, she said "My poppy is yucky dirty, he smells like a foot."

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