Will you trippers remember,
That if I weren't dealing out,
Cards with my mug for joker face,
The laughs would just be on the other,
You, dear Little Tommy Stout,
Finding it hard to keep apace.
- written in mild irritation after meeting some daftness, as usual at a party just now :) this is the one time I'm explaining! :)
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3 comments:
Burp! guess who :)
Hmm..has to be an effervescent butterfly who's been posing as a lovely ballerina!
*hands over my tiara to u* say hello to your little son... until next time....*flutters away*
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