Who touque my Toucan?
There you are Toucan!
Now where is my touque?
Toucan, you touque my touque?
Catherine Johnson, © 2013
I could play around with this poem all day! Do you have a toucan poem to share? Have you seen my touque or my toucan? I think they are frolicking over at Ellie’s blog celebrating. Get out of that chocolate fountain!
Toucans too bright? Here’s an owl poem.
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Hahaha! I am laughing because I didn’t have my glasses on and thought it said tongue!
Great poem 
Oh how funny, Susanna! TX!
Fun poem, Catherine! I’ve read all your poems every day but have been substituting so very busy and haven’t been commenting on your daily posts…but I am really enjoying them :•)
Awh thanks, Penny! I didn’t know whether to show them all or not but it’s a bit of a laugh isn’t it?
Cracking up at what Susanna said! ;D
You know, people in the U.S. look at me weird when I say the word “toque” because they don’t know what it is. #funnyCanadianWords
Naughty Susanna lol. Yes I love the word it’s really funny. Of course to Canadians it’s perfectly normal. Someone on the MoP site said no one should ever call it a beanie so the English word is funny too
Love the international flavor. Lived in Madawaska Maine for a year and had to ditch my Parisian French for the patois in Edmunston.
Those toques have no torque!
Jeanne Poland
LoL! This is so great. Nice poem! And thanks so much for the shout out. You know how to party!
LOL
Toucans always make me think of a horrid Kellogg’s sugary cereal called “Fruit Loops.” I do hope that you cannot buy it outside the US!!
Your poem is much nicer.
You’re right Ms. Mealey – Fruit Loops are gross…
Huh? What’s a touque????
I’m guessing a hat…
Toucan
you ran
that man
who can