Robin yelped and shuddered and cried, This rain
It’s causing me horrible pain
Rosy, the girl from down the lane
Said to stop it, wimp, there’s no cause to complain
Bill the snail, slip-sliding along
On the wet ground
Claimed the rain softened the prickles
Said, Them pins do me no harm, just tickles
They really do tickle… Nice piece 👍
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I like this Crispina
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