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A MOUSES TAIL
“But it’s not my fault”,
cried the mouse in dismay,
“I though I knew where I was
but appear to have lost my way”
Sat at the foot of my bed
with his hands under his head,
he tried through his tears
to relate what is here.
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I set out early this morn
after nibbling on some corn
for my breakfast, on the cob is best.
I was raring to ...
Friday 19th June 2015 12:40 am
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