A Ladybird or A "Beatle"
A ladybird landed on my finger
A beetle I would not let linger
Unless for sure
He was a fab four
That Beatle would then be a singer
A ladybird landed on my finger
A beetle I would not let linger
Unless for sure
He was a fab four
That Beatle would then be a singer
Lotsa rain tends to puddle the brain
The neurons they think there's a flood
The poor little things get scared out their wits
They think they might turn into mud
Pathetic Don.....?
I think all this rain
is puddling my brain
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julie callaghan
Fri 3rd Jul 2020 15:32
I hate it when the comments are better than my write, but then again........
thank you anyway?