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Charlie & Marley
They sit in the toilet and squak
my mother still thinks that they'll talk
They love each other
their sister and brother
and have beaks as sharp as a hawk
They are green and yellow and blue
they watch you in the loo
but if you take a bath
they'll have a laugh
cause they'll cover you up in their poo
it's been 3 years since they were born
They feed on mostly sweet ...
Monday 12th February 2018 12:38 pm
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