21st Century Nursery Rhymes
I really find are such
a doddle
Though most people
think
That they are a load
of twaddle
But as I rapidly
approach
The autumn of my days
It’s frankly just too
late
For me to change my
ways
21st Century Nursery Rhymes
I really find are such
a doddle
Though most people
think
That they are a load
of twaddle
But as I rapidly
approach
The autumn of my days
It’s frankly just too
late
For me to change my
ways
Beware a poet who reads
His
rhymes, verse or sonnets
In
a public place as they may
Have
some other nasty habits