Aug 21, 2012 15:17
I put a pad upon my thumb
To stop it sticking to my bum
A rhyme like that
I shouldn't do it
Instead I'll go and fill the cruet.
Which cat did I stand upon?
Who knows for it has gone
I really wasn't good
I'd best be careful
or she'll eat up all my food.
bad poetry
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