Wednesday, 22 May 2013


It is blank.

Now there's a plank.

The man got in a rocket.

And he has a apple in his pocket.

If a ball pops.

It stops.

A baker.

Is a maker.

You look.

At a book.

Dam that grumpy old bee.

Soon I'm going to stuff it in the tree.

I gave my bunny a carrot.

But he through it back at my parrot.

I went to Japan.

My mum gave me her pan.

I'm in a bar.

Then my dad said tweet tweet stupid little star.

I had tea on a plate.

And so did my mate.

My life was great.

But now I'm living in a crate.

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