Saturday, 30 October 2010

ooops sorry just one more poo poem

Mice Poop
On Christmas Eve as I was snug in my bed,
Guess what some little creatures were doing instead?
Little mice were making their stops
And of course they left their teeny-tiny plops.
And now this Christmas I present to you
This little bag of mice doo-doo!

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