I told the little darlings, as we went upon the lawn
"There are some things to know, if we are, to get along
Don't play in the woodpile, don't climb over the fence
Don't say you don't understand, or pretend that you are dense
Say, thank you, when given luncheon biscuits and tea
Keep your manners about you, just take a que from me
Oh, most importantly, I'll not say it twice
Touch not the cat, children, he's really not that nice."
They didn't listen.....
To a Tiger, children, are like....mice
Mar 29, 2017
Mar 29, 2017 at 10:24 PM UTC
I told the little darlings, as we went upon the lawn
"There are some things to know, if we are, to get along
Don't play in the woodpile, don't climb over the fence
Don't say you don't understand, or pretend that you are dense
Say, thank you, when given luncheon biscuits and tea
Keep your manners about you, just take a que from me
Oh, most importantly, I'll not say it twice
Touch not the cat, children, he's really not that nice."
They didn't listen.....
To a Tiger, children, are like....mice
Re-spewed re-tooled re-sent from the previous mind.
:D
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