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Friday, 28 March 2014

The Ritter Rotter

I typed a little of The Tawa in this morning.

On Facebook I was inspired to write a funny ditty. It is below.

The Ritter Rotter

Along the spattered path the ritter rotter rote,
He spittered in the park and fell upon the mote,
Jiggling in the rain it wibble wobbled home,
And clamping to the chair he watched his poodle foam,
A riffedy dee a riggedy daa it took him to his car,
He drove it on a Wednesday,
He drove it very far,
And now the tale is told my dear, my dearest cherry tree,
It seems I've gone quite mad you see,
Both you, and he, and me.

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