Once upon a wheelbarrow row row you scroat in 10 opticians are in love with a goat thus the custard's all flustered the crumble slightly deranged so kiss this odd & eat my strange ...
Once upon a wheelbarrow row row you scroat in 10 opticians are in love with a goat thus the custard's all flustered the crumble slightly deranged so kiss this odd & eat my strange ...
Haha, awesome little poem 🙂
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cheers mate, nice 1
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